Of Blue Rugs and Other Created Things

There’s an old blue hooked rug beside my bed. I
step down onto it each morning and each morning I think of my dad. He made the
rug in 1946, just after the end of World War II. He was living on the
psychiatric unit of a hospital in Germany at the time, after joining in the
liberation of Bergen Belsen, one of Hitler’s notorious death camps. What he saw
there made my father’s mind stop and his soul shrivel. It would be many months
before he was well enough to leave the hospital. 

He worked on the hooked rug a
little each day. It was one of the few things he brought home with him when he
returned to Canada. His only surviving souvenir, it was more precious to him
than the medals he received. I often wondered about that, wondered why he would
hold it so close. I never asked because he didn’t like to talk about the war
and very few people knew he’d spent time in a psychiatric facility. My mother
warned me not to mention it when she told me where the rug had come from.
But I think the reason he prized that
hand-made item was because it had been part of his healing. As his hands performed
the simple act of forming bits of blue wool into a pattern on a loom, his mind began to heal, his soul began to be restored. Todd Henry, founder of Accidental Creative once said “The creative process is a daily
assault on the beachhead of apathy.” I believe it can be more. 
I believe it can
be an assault on the evil and imbalance in ourselves and in the world, a
beachhead against chaos and destruction. I believe that as we weave our
stories, let the poetry in our minds flow out and construct a well-written
article we are healed, we are made more whole and we draw closer to the Divine
Spirit that guides us on. We also remind ourselves and those who will read our
words that complete health, in mind, body and soul, is the state in which we
were meant to live. Thus hope is breathed out, made literal in words and we are
all encouraged.
That process brings us joy and satisfaction
and yes, healing, because it is what we were created to do. We were created to make life better
by practicing and using the gifts He has given us, whether it be to write a
novel or paint a portrait or hook a rug.
And, as Oswald Chambers is quoted as saying: “If you agree
with God’s purpose He will bring not only your conscious life, but all the
deeper regions of your life which you cannot get at, into harmony.” (Oswald Chambers, from
Called of God in The Complete Works of Oswald Chambers)  
That is true
health, true holiness.
“Therefore, my dear friends … continue to
work out your salvation with fear and trembling for it is God who works in you
to will and to act according to his good purpose” Philippians 2:12,13).
Marcia Lee Laycock writes from central Alberta
Canada where she is a pastor’s wife and mother of three adult daughters. She
was the winner of The Best New Canadian Christian Author Award for her novel,
One Smooth Stone and also has two devotional books in print. Her work has been
endorsed by Sigmund Brouwer, Janette Oke, Phil Callaway and Mark Buchanan. Marcia’s
second novel, A Tumbled Stone was recently short listed in the contemporary
fiction category of The
Word Awards

Abundant Rain, an ebook devotional for
writers can be downloaded here