You would think that God was busy enough with the mess going on in this world that He wouldn't have time for the inconsequential things, like spinning wheels. And, while I know that He cares about everything, this fact escaped me until recently.
One of the things that I like to do during the day is spin fiber on a lovely spinning wheel that was gifted to me by my dear friend, Patricia. I've made so much yarn with her. I like to share the gift of spinning by doing demonstrations at community events, such as our Blairsville Heritage Mountain Festival and the North Georgia Highland Games but carrying around Ewelina, that's my wheel's name, is difficult because she's so delicate. So, what I do is demonstrate on a drop spindle or a thigh spindle. But, what I'd really like to have is a more portable wheel so I can spin on a spinning wheel.
I'm a member of a number fiber arts buying and selling groups on Facebook so that I can see when wheels are available. Inevitably, every morning as I scroll my newsfeed, I'll ask my husband if he wants to travel to Oregon, Maine, and other places to buy a wheel. He's a good sport and he always says that he'll go anywhere that I go. 🧡
This past Sunday, while we were eating lunch between church and a wedding shower, I was scrolling along and saw her... an Ashford Kiwi 3 with the jumbo flyer attachment for a very reasonable price. This was the wheel that I had been looking at AND it came with the additional jumbo flyer that allows me to spin larger art yarn. It was affordable and it was only 4 hours away. But, the seller said that she was going to be traveling through north Georgia and would be willing to carrying it with her. With tears in my eyes, I showed Scott and asked him if I could have her. Bless him, he said yes and I messaged Peggy. Within a few minutes, I got her reply that she was traveling on Saturday to Ellijay, GA and would be happy to meet up with me on her route so that we could do the purchase.
I was teary and so thankful that my husband sees how much having this wheel would mean to me. But, all of a sudden, I realized that I needed to thank God for the blessing as well.
Fast forward a couple of days, while in a Bible study that my mother is leading for the ladies. In "He Speaks to Me" by Priscilla Shirer, she talks about having childlike faith. It was then that I realized that God had seen the desire of my heart, because I hadn't prayed for a spinning wheel, because why would I ask God for something that seemed so inconsequential. But He had pricked my heart with that knowledge that He did indeed care about the little things as well.
So, friend, that I what I want you to know. That God really does care about those things that seem unimportant to everyone else except you. I want to remind you not to forget to thank Him for those little blessings as well as those giant ones. I'll leave you with this song that came to mind today from Jars of Clay.
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