I am writing at Lisa-Jo Bakers Blog with Five Minute Friday. You are suppose to write for five minutes unedited, with the word of the day. Today’s word is Beloved.
The word beloved is on page 137 of my dictionary. It is six down from the word belong. Am I beloved? Does someone love me greatly?
I know Jesus made me and loves me. I don’t often love myself. Who do I belong to? When I look in the mirror, I see a face. Who’s face is it? Am I happy to see that face?
I miss my mother, I have not seen her in over three years. I want to put my head in her lap and have her sing the song she made up for me when I was a baby. I want to hold my mother in my lap and rock her, and sing to her. She is 80 years old. I miss her. Her hair is white under her brown highlights.
I love my mother.
I love my children, and I love my husband.
I don’t always feel loveable. Like God dropped a stitch when he made me. He knit me together in my mothers womb, but he forgot the pattern that day. He was suppose to knit a stitch and he purled instead.
I will be content with who I am. I will smile and feel the love of Jesus who doesn’t make mistakes.
He didn’t really drop a stitch. I know that.
Now I just have to believe it.
Do you ever feel like your knitting pattern was off the day you were made?
