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I know the title of this note is random but it will make sense in just a moment. Tonight I was at a meeting one I haven’t attended lately but needed to tonight. While I was there I was sitting by a friend putting the pre-shaped store bought yarn into her own yarn balls. As i sat there watching her and counting how many times the strings wrapped around in intricate groups; 5, 7, 9, I starting tearing up for some reason as I watched. I started to feel that every string was either getting wrapped tight around my heart or each continuing spiral was a pattern in my life of doing the same thing over and over expecting different results. I watched her make a perfect sized ball of tightly wrapped yarn until she reached the end and tied it with a bow. The balls were green, light blue, black, and an off white. For some reason I sympthized with the balls and felt they were all the times I cared too much for people as they began to wrap tighter and tighter around my heart. When she finished making her yarn balls I noticed she pulled out this beautiful partially made blanket and continued working on her blanket yanking quickly the balls of yarn as they continued to unravel. Each tug on the ball of yarn literally felt like she was yanking on my heart strings. Everything I cared about being snatched right before me. It reminded me of each failed relationship, or friendship. It reminded me of my past hurts of being ignored or abandoned as a child. But what I learned from the yarn balls is this: Though we are imperfect, have a broken heart, are let down by others we care about, etc, Its God who takes all our imperfections and makes a masterpiece of our failures. He wants to take our hurts and make a huge blanket out of us and be what he wants us to be. So for all the times I have felt my heart being yanked at its God who will in the end make us beautiful.

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