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)
Your kitchen does sound like a wonderful place for many favorite and necessary activities. We just inherited my parents old kitchen table, which at one time belonged to my father's grandparents. It is a very sturdy and beautiful piece of furniture and I love having it in my kitchen, but don't have quite the view of the outdoors as it appears that you do. Thanks for your thoughts!
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