Show me your Glory

Morning earworm this week: Jesus Culture, Show me Your Glory

Sometimes the “I wants” present themselves in my prayer time in, what I perceive to be, a really awkward way. I don’t think God really minds. On my Feast (Name) Day my sweetie sent me this quote by St. Therese of Lisieux (my patron saint) on prayer, “I have not the courage to force myself to seek beautiful prayers in books; not knowing which to choose I act as children do who cannot read; I say quite simply to the good God what I want to tell Him, and He always understands me.” – Story of A Soul, Chapter X

Yeah there are things I want and need. Sometimes I behave or pray as though God is like a big candy machine that I can drop my nickle (Gimme this Lord, gimme that Lord) in the coin slot, turn the knob until it clicks and releases the yummy goodness (that thing I think I want) inside the ever so tempting glass globe. I then get to enjoy that which spills forth into my hand. It’s what I want, right?! I’m strong enough in my faith, I think, that I go ahead and ask for those things that I think I want and need anyway. I am  child of God and children ask what ever comes to mind, and pray with their whole heart. It’s a way of talking, and learning, and learning how to listen. And God understands me, He created me, formed me in my mothers womb.

So where am I seeing God’s glory these days? Sunsets. I love sunsets. Autumn leaves and that fragrance of autumn leaves (yes I know that winter is on its way! blech). The moon in the morning. Then there are the books I’m reviewing on Generation Q Magazine. These authors are amazing. And I see His Glory in the seams. If I have enough time I’m making gifts for friends I’ll see at the end of the month.

It all started with the Oakshott Cottons and zippers above.

I see God’s Glory in the faces of the quilters coming into the shop who are losing their community. Their place. Their local pub/bar. Their hangout. The place where they experience acceptance for who they are, no matter their style of quilting. They ask the question that I can’t answer, “where are we going to go?” I can’t because I don’t even know myself. So how exactly am I seeing God’s glory in all of this pain? People want to be connected. Quilters have a way of connecting with one another, showing compassion, befriending one another, being there for each other. This is God’s Glory in community.

When life gets a bit stressful I tend to withdraw, to pull in. Most of us tend to withdraw when things are going a bit haywire, so as to not be a burden to our friends. And I’ve had friends reach out to me to see how things are going. I can’t thank you all enough. You help so, so much. Again, that’s the community aspect of quilting. We rally around each other in times of need. It’s a good thing, it’s a beautiful thing. Right now I see so many quilters in need, I’m experiencing this loss with them, and it’s a bit overwhelming. I do see some hope though. Someone will come along, at some point and have the ability to build a shop, a place for community in the New York City area. It will happen. And no, I don’t have a clue as to who, just a gut feeling.

God is showing His glory.

Bonus! I read this post on Beauty Beyond Bones that is so, well beautiful.

God bless!

Teri