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Welcome to 'A Stitch in Time'
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February 26, 2013 |
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Rebecca Huseby |
A Stitch in Time – sounds like a column about
sewing, huh? Well, it isn’t!
A Stitch in Time is going to be about seeing a
need or a problem, a “loose stitch” in the
fabric of a life, your own or someone else’s,
and doing what it takes to help stop and fix it
– before it gets to the point of embarrassment,
pain, anguish or total destruction.
She pops into our little church at Mt. Hall when
she gets a chance … not a member, just a
neighbor whose husband couldn’t find work here,
so he is working in another state right now,
while she lives here alone. She needed some
firewood split, hauled and stacked, so the men
of the church and I decided to go over after
Men’s Prayer Breakfast one Saturday and do a
couple of truck loads for her.
It was cold and I was wearing my insulated
coveralls. As I did a low squat to grab the
first armload of wood to stack on the truck, I
felt a strange sensation. As I continued working
I noticed a slight chill where there just
shouldn’t aughta be one!
Wasn’t long before one of the guys splittin’ and
throwin’ the wood made a comment about my drafty
condition …Well, when I took off my glove and
felt behind me, clear to my jeans, I realized
there was a very long gap letting in a lot of
cold air.
At this juncture, and with all the guys
snickering, one dear fellow piped up with, “Ya
know … a stitch in time saves nine --INCHES!”
Very funny, but the more I thought about what he
had said, the more sense it made!
A stitch, in time!
The first purposeful disobedience to parents, or
the law; that first drink or joint, those first
pictures that should never have been looked at,
the first set of lies (since they never come in
ones) … What if?
What if there had been a “Stitch in Time?” If it
stopped it right then and there, before the
unraveling of a life?
Someone told me our brain is like a huge
computer, but it has no firewall – no protection
against what we hear or see. I guess that means
that we are responsible for what goes in!
I don’t know about you, but when I sit back and
close my eyes to relax, or I go to bed at night,
there’s just nothing like a clear conscience, a
clean slate.
“Ah, but,” you say. “It’s too late.”
Well, it may be too late to catch that first
loose stitch, but there is a God of second
chances.
He can stitch you back up and help you start
over again.
So, keep your eye open for a loose stitch –
either your own or someone else’s … maybe you
can save a life, if you take that Stitch in
Time!
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