God Knits

“And now you ask me through your tears, the age-old question through the years: Heredity or environment, which are you the product of? Neither, my darling, neither. Just two different kinds of love.”

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knitting{via}

Who am I? Why I’m here?

I’m here because he saw her. They said yes to adulterous passion.  It’s simple as that.

Eons before all that, He decided to make a Grace Sandra Green.  Throughout 1976 He did a little knitting.  He knew my name, frame & favorite video game.  Tetris. A centennial baby, He said.

That covers the “why,” unless we focus on those pesky “why’s” that give us these existential mid-life crisis’.

Who am I after grit & grace, in between the passionate lover and the angry advocate?

Dunno.

I am lost. I am found.

I am slathered in grace but bound by judgement.  {My own}

I am quiet with Him.  I am loud in emotion.

I am sorry.  I am proud.

I am beautiful.  I am yellow.

I am a Mama. I am selfish.

I am dreaming.  I am nightmaring.

I am broken. I am healer.

I am in the middle.

Keep knitting, God.  Keep knitting.

 

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Today, I’m prompting with a community I recently joined, The Rebel Diaries.

For October: I’m joining with a herd of other bloggers who are writing for #31Days on one subject.  I chose 31 days of brevity: short posts on non-confrontational, non personal, non soul-bearing topics…hopefully.

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