I know a lot of people who don't understand why I cross stitch, and I have given the question a lot of thought.
I can hardly put words to it...I just love it!
I love that my mom and siblings all taught me how to cross stitch.
I love that it's a totally artsy thing and I'm not artsy at all.
I love that you can create a lot of detail with basically just X's.
I love that I can create something breathtaking out of nothing.
And also, cross stitching is very therapeutic for me.
I stitch to remember...and I stitch to forget.
I remember all the good times I've had while cross stitching.
I remember conference talks I heard while cross stitching.
And specifically for the cross stitch I'm working on, I remember Christ and all he has done for me.
I know that he is looking over me at this very moment and he is proud.
As I stitch I forget about the negative things people have said.
"It's so tedious...and you don't have much of a result."
They become less and less meaningful to me as I realize how wrong those words are.
It becomes okay that people don't understand because I don't understand their hobbies either.
I really lose myself in my work:
I'm trying to go back and fill in all the blank spots in His robe before I move on to the rest of His robe.
I know we're taught not to be prideful...but I have a hard time not being proud of this.
Being prideful is a lot different than being proud of something you accomplish. You are doing a great job on this cross stitch and it makes me proud that you are sticking to such a tedious job. That's the voice of experience.
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