Description: Stories that Shine on an Awesome God
I was in my mid-twenties —a mom of two small girls and wife to a skilled but struggling contractor who built custom homes. We lived on a virtual shoestring. Nonetheless, my life stretched ahead in an optimistic array of expectations, hopes, dreams, reality, and a thirst for beauty and spiritual depth. With hard work and planning, we could live and love and achieve.
While I delighted in creating a nest, deep down, I knew I needed more. For my mental health, I soon found I could turn mundane chores into exercises of efficiency and take pride in “using my time wisely.” Living for others’ expectations was a way of life back then, yet I struggled to distinguish between my identity and theirs.
Needlework helped keep me sane. It provided an outlet that was practical but, more importantly, beautiful. I knitted, crocheted, and sewed. I poured over quilt patterns. That’s when I discovered the tulips.