Sunday, September 01, 2013

Of Blue Rugs and Other Created Things



There’s an old blue hooked rug beside my bed. I step down onto it each morning and each morning I think of my dad. He made the rug in 1946, just after the end of World War II. He was living on the psychiatric unit of a hospital in Germany at the time, after joining in the liberation of Bergen Belsen, one of Hitler’s notorious death camps. What he saw there made my father’s mind stop and his soul shrivel. It would be many months before he was well enough to leave the hospital. 

He worked on the hooked rug a little each day. It was one of the few things he brought home with him when he returned to Canada. His only surviving souvenir, it was more precious to him than the medals he received. I often wondered about that, wondered why he would hold it so close. I never asked because he didn’t like to talk about the war and very few people knew he’d spent time in a psychiatric facility. My mother warned me not to mention it when she told me where the rug had come from.

But I think the reason he prized that hand-made item was because it had been part of his healing. As his hands performed the simple act of forming bits of blue wool into a pattern on a loom, his mind began to heal, his soul began to be restored. Todd Henry, founder of Accidental Creative once said “The creative process is a daily assault on the beachhead of apathy.” I believe it can be more. 

I believe it can be an assault on the evil and imbalance in ourselves and in the world, a beachhead against chaos and destruction. I believe that as we weave our stories, let the poetry in our minds flow out and construct a well-written article we are healed, we are made more whole and we draw closer to the Divine Spirit that guides us on. We also remind ourselves and those who will read our words that complete health, in mind, body and soul, is the state in which we were meant to live. Thus hope is breathed out, made literal in words and we are all encouraged.

That process brings us joy and satisfaction and yes, healing, because it is what we were created to do. We were created to make life better by practicing and using the gifts He has given us, whether it be to write a novel or paint a portrait or hook a rug.

And, as Oswald Chambers is quoted as saying: “If you agree with God’s purpose He will bring not only your conscious life, but all the deeper regions of your life which you cannot get at, into harmony.” (Oswald Chambers, from Called of God in The Complete Works of Oswald Chambers)  

That is true health, true holiness.

“Therefore, my dear friends ... continue to work out your salvation with fear and trembling for it is God who works in you to will and to act according to his good purpose” Philippians 2:12,13).
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Marcia Lee Laycock writes from central Alberta Canada where she is a pastor's wife and mother of three adult daughters. She was the winner of The Best New Canadian Christian Author Award for her novel, One Smooth Stone and also has two devotional books in print. Her work has been endorsed by Sigmund Brouwer, Janette Oke, Phil Callaway and Mark Buchanan. Marcia's second novel, A Tumbled Stone was recently short listed in the contemporary fiction category of The Word Awards


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4 comments:

Nicole said...

Thanks for this, Marcia. Love that every morning you place your foot on a reminder of the healing of a faithful God to a damaged loved one's soul.

Lilly Maytree said...

Wonderful that you have not packed it away somewhere, but made it a part of your daily life, and that it has become such a "touchstone" of family memory. Beautiful post, Marcia!

Terrie Coleman said...

I loved this and needed it, Marcia. I dabble with writing, and have recently started to learn to crochet, and bought a needle and thread to learn a little embroidery. My hands and my heart want to do things like this, and I am aware it has to do with healing and calming my soul.

What a treasure you have in that rug. And it is wonderful that your feet touch it every day. Very beautiful. Thank you for sharing your heart.

Blessings to you!

Geoff Wright said...

I love reading your posts. I came down with chronic fatigue over ten years ago. When I asked God what to do He said write! So now I have two novels under contract and another on the way/ But more importantly, it has kept me sane, and made me feel creative. (I also get to speak through my books to unchurched teenagers about God.) Blessings. Geoff Wright. Australia