While I will jump at the chance to sit and knit a bit anytime, anywhere, there are certain places and positions that seem to facilitate the process. Perhaps a function of age (sigh), I find that nowadays I need a lot of light to knit successfully. And I also find that I need a lot of room. The bumping of knitting needles into armrests and end cushions on couches is a bothersome distraction. Sometimes I like a television nearby for background noise, although I am usually too involved in the pattern and the progress of the project to pay the TV much heed. As a result of the above, I've found that my favorite spot to indulge in my latest passion is at the kitchen table.
If the kitchen is the heart of the home, the table at the end of it seems to be the center of my life! Amazingly, yesterday I found time to eat at it, when I wasn't sitting there busily wrapping packages I needed to get in the mail. Later it became my office as I wrote some checks and got my taxes ready to mail before the deadline. I'm grateful that the open floor plan of our home allows me to work at the table and still feel close to and a part of the action going on in the living room nearby.
Light pours into that end of the room through the double glass doors that lead to the deck outside. Feeders hang from the tree right outside the window to lure the birds in in abundance, while squirrels and even a raccoon compete with them for a morning snack. When I look up from my knitting I thus see lots to entertain me while rejoicing in the greening yard around me. Perhaps for that reason I don't accomplish quite as much as I would if I were knitting elsewhere in the house, but the excuse to take the moment to enjoy the peace and the place I've been given make my seat there simply irresistible.
I also spend more time looking deeply at the color blends in the yarn I'm using and the pattern development in my latest project when I sit there, just because I can see them so much better in the full light of day. And perhaps that's why it's my place of choice for my morning devotions, as well. I can see my life so much more clearly when viewing it in the Light in God's Word. I spread my books out at the end of the table each morning, with a cup of coffee and a sleeping cat nearby, and simply enjoy those moments of the day in the companionship of my Savior more than any others that are to follow. I invite God into the very center of my life and He fills it with good things, helping me discern between the precious and the worthless thoughts that come to me, much as I later have to sort through the mail and clutter that accumulates on the table at which I sit.
While I know God is everywhere and with me constantly, I think He likes to sit and knit my life together at the kitchen table best, as well.
“How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You.”
(Psalms 139: 18, 18 NKJV)