As if I needed something else to add to my already busy schedule, I treated myself to a series of knitting classes at a local sewing studio near my home. And I’m so glad I did. Not only have I found a group of women to regularly laugh with on Tuesday nights, I have found that knitting brings me closer to God. Each morning, before everyone wakes, I knit and savor each stitch I create knowing the God of all creation knitted me in my mothers womb.
However, not all my knitting projects have been successful. I’ve ripped apart more scarfs than completed ones. But when I have a finished scarf in hand, I tuck it aside to later bless someone, and I reach for another yarn ball while reflecting on how God does the same.
In the secret places of our mother’s womb, God carefully knit our entire body together. From our multiplying cells laced with our unique DNA, to the fingers that type on a keyboard of a computer-all is made for His glory. He doesn’t pull us apart when a knit stitch is accidentally made a purl stitch. There are no mistakes, only His perfection.
While others remark about their anguish towards Planned Parenthood, I quietly grieve the loss of the lives taken too early, but I praise God those sweet babies are wholly with Him.
The thought of a soul being taken apart -ripped apart- only to have their knitted inward parts sold solidifies the fact just how broken this world is. I think of the mothers who made the decision to have an abortion and now are finding out their decisions were sold for a premium. I grieve for them too. I want to reach out to those mothers to tell them about Jesus, and that their babies are with Him. I want to tell them that what man has undone will never be undone in God’s eyes.
“For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.” (Psalm 139:13-16, English Standard Version.)
Though these babies’ lives were taken too soon, never to be acknowledged by the world, their lives are acknowledged by God. Each second, each minute, each hour, each day, each week, and each month that God wove them together are written in His book.
The good news of Jesus allows us to praise God that these babies were reverently and thoughtfully made despite their lives being treated otherwise. The Gospel allows us to reflect upon the power of creation because God knitted his own Son in the womb of a virgin with the sole purpose of being born in order to die for the broken world.
Let us praise God for these babies because they too were made fearfully and wonderfully.
Let us praise God for the cross of grace that allows these babies-and their mothers-a second chance at life with Him.
article and picture by Stefanie Kamerman