Weaving New Cloth

Weaving New Cloth

The other day I received an email from a friend of mine.  In the email she had sent me this quote

We must try to understand the meaning of the age in which we are called to bear witness. we must accept the fact this is an age in which the cloth is being unwoven.
It is therefore no good trying to patch. We must, rather, set up the loom on which
coming generations may weave new cloth according to the pattern God provides.

These words were written by an Anglican nun 
- Mother Mary Clare - 
in her book ‘The Simplicity of Prayer’. 
The book was written in 1988, so this isn’t a statement on our current situation. 
How relevant this statement is though, to what we are all experiencing just now.

The coronavirus pandemic has completely changed the shape of our everyday lives, 
of our nation – indeed, of the world. 
For so many people, 
it will be impossible to try and patch up the tears that have ripped apart their lives. 
New cloth will be needed.

How will that be achieved I wonder. 
What s…

Our Tangled World

The other day, I went into my weaving room, eager to start weaving a prayer scarf for a friend. I’d bought the wool a couple of weeks earlier, and I was looking forward to beginning the process of getting the warp set up on my loom ready to start.

I picked up one of the balls of wool and proceeded to dig into the middle of the ball to pull out an end. It resisted my attempts! I tried to find the end on the outside of the ball. That too resisted my attempts! I continued to pull on the middle part of the ball, as that is my preferred method anyway… and I pulled out a clump of tangled yarn. The outside end seemed somehow to have become entangled in that clump too, and I couldn’t easily separate it. The more I tried to pull it all apart, the worse it became. I realized it was going to be a long job to get it all in order so I could actually begin weaving! 

I struggled with it for some time, pulling out clump after clump and letting it trail onto the floor as I smoothed it out. Then at last …

Be Thou My Vision

Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art;
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
These are the two verses of this hymn that are quoted on my calendar. Underneath them, where you would expect the author’s name to be, are these words - Irish Traditional.
Wikipedia has an interesting article regarding the origins of this hymn The article explains
"Be Thou My Vision" (Old Irish: Rop tú mo baile or Rob tú mo bhoile) is a traditional hymn from Ireland. The words are based on a Middle Irish poem often attributed to the sixth-century IrishChristian poet Dallán Forgaill, although it is probably later than that. The best-known English version, with some minor variations, was translated by Elean…
Hello, I’m Liz and I live in Liverpool, Merseyside. I’m a retired Civil Servant who now enjoys a life of crafting, lunching with friends, and taking short breaks in the UK, mostly to Scotland.
I’m a Christian and attend my local Church of England church where I am one of four lay Readers there. This involves assisting with the distribution of the sacraments at our Parish Eucharist; reading the Gospel passage; and occasionally preaching. I am also a trained Spiritual Director within the Liverpool Diocese which means I am authorised to accompany others in their spiritual journey, and guide them in their relationship with God.

My crafting journey began when I was at infant school at the beginning of the 1960s. Knitting was taught in schools in those days! It’s a hobby I’ve been interested in ever since. In the 1980s, I tried learning to spin on a borrowed spinning wheel, after seeing members of our local Guild of Weavers and Spinners give a demonstration at a library in the City Centre. I …