Thursday, March 18, 2010
This other quilt is one I made for SK's bedroom here. We painted that room a vibrant violet when we first moved in and it can take a whole lot of color. And these are the colors she loves. All vibrant, all the time. violet, teal, teal, purple. I had enough fabric left after making this quilt, that I made a smaller lap quilt for her to take back to school with her. For those of you counting (like my eldest child is wont to do) that's three quilts for SK, and only one for E. So a two-sided duvet cover is new on my agenda. She couldn't decide between blues and greens, and pinks and greys. Hence the two-sides. We'll see how it goes. When I finish that, I think they'll be even. I did manage a quilt for J, but he took it from the house before I got a photo of it. Just like a male.
My production has definitely tailed off with the addition of G and T to our community, which is exactly how it should be. However, several times in the last few days friends have reminded me that I need to be taking care of myself or I'll be no earthly good to them. This is smart, practical advice, isn't it? Advice every doctor, therapist, even many pastors would repeat. But I have to wonder, is it gospel wise? It seems to me that giving our lives away--even to the point of dying--is more like what He had in mind. "Whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, and whoever wants to be first must be your slave--just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life..." In fact, "He did not count equality with God something to be grasped, but made Himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant." It seems to be that Gospel serving involves a counter-intuitive expectation that the more one gives, the more one has to give.
But, because I'm also a slow to learn, and slow to grow human, I have much to learn about this kind of giving. It's good to know that those to whom I minister to daily now are gracious, grateful, and...forgetful. They make huge allowances for my rather large failings. Hmm. I might be doing the heavy lifting, but in the end, I wonder who actually ministering to whom here.