The Long and Winding Road

I started, last year sometime, telling you “my story”. So, I gave you a few installments but I couldn’t express how crochet and knitting saved my life. I told you about my childhood (briefly) and what I thought was important for you to know then. Things have changed so much for me, since then, I am able to look back and see what the Lord was doing. I don’t know how this is going to come out so please bear with me!

I have always expressed myself best in art. Written word, not so much. Spoken word, ad nauseum. Drawing and coloring what I have drawn; both realistic and abstract. The hospital I was in back in the late 1980’s had a wonderful art therapy department. Ceramics, silver smithing, general art, enamel powder on metal. The ceramics were actual clay, fire in a kiln, glaze, refire. Over the years it took a back seat to intellectual pursuits. School, self study, work, more school, work, more work. When my identity was challenged, (because due to mental health challenges, I could no longer work as a nurse), and my daughter moved to Kentucky and I didn’t know where she was. Not a mom and not a nurse. I started exploring myself (without that stuff) through art. Then coping through knitting and finally coping through crochet. The positive feedback I received catapulted me straight up into functionality, where I can be a nurse and a grandma, much healthier because I know who Tanya Joy really is.

The Long and Winding Road

My Sabbath 

I promise transparency so, frequent updates you will get! 

I celebrate Sabbath on Friday sundown to sundown on Saturday. This is the way it was designed. I will follow. I will not lead. ( Judges 17:6 KJVS [6] “In those days there was no king in Israel, but every man did that which was right in his own eyes” repetition in Hebrew is putting emphasis on it because they didn’t have punctuation or emojis! So here it is again: Judges 21:25 KJVS  [25] In those days there was no king in Israel: every man did that which was right in his own eyes.) You see, when I do what is right in my own eyes I fall into perfectionism which is pride in disguise.

I have been in pain since Wednesday when I decided that I was going to lug a window air conditioner from the basement storage area up to my apartment on the second floor. [Someday I will tell you about my gorgeous apartment in this very old quirky building! (That will be an entire blog post of its own!)]   I did something to my back. Probably an understatement. I can’t stand upright for more than a few minutes. I have to stand bent over. Same with sitting. I have borrowed a heating pad from my neighbor/best friend and am laying on it. I can’t crochet while laying down!! I can’t really do anything except read and study stuff. It felt a little better earlier and super woman here moved bins and bags and boxes from the spare room. I am now paying for that. When I do what is right in my own eyes I get hurt.

Maybe I will remember that next time…

…meanwhile I would appreciate a heart felt prayer for my healing. 🙏🏻 Thank you!

This is the air conditioner and my reading materials. I did a close up of the book so you can see the title and author.

Please pray for my healing. 

Updates on my crochet and my struggles to come sooner rather than later!

Enjoy the rest of the weekend!

My Sabbath