{worth}
Oh, golly. Where to begin? It's as if there's this ornate quilt draped over my lap. Speckled with intricate fabrics, it covers me. It provides for me. Warmth. Security nestled under the layers, hand stitches and puffy seams. The tattered edges remind me that the best things in life are used. Not on display, but available. Tactile & ready for the efforted stretch of love. Of the creative pattern we know as presence.
I've rested under it this month. Cuddled in the words stitched of good & grit. Swaddled with the energy that transgresses when we show up and claim life. The bitter. The barren. The beautiful & bold too.
Believing happens a bit more when we nestle. For this quilt of the collective us is story. Mine. Yours. And it's in the telling that we gain comfort and learn more about resting inside our best. Our place. Yes, our world needs more true. More BIG in the little shared. For there are more than enough cover steelers that walk upright & sour on this globe.
Oh, but gracious are the cover keepers. Those makers who know just how to stitch. With steadfast hands, these humans pick up their needles of courage. And sew their words so beautiful & real. I am honored to have hosted a full 31 days with the likes of these moving threads. Better is this place we live because of their needles. And thank you doesn't quite seem to do justice to the ornate handiwork these humans live out in the layers of their life.
This month. It has been awesome. This month. It has stitched in me hope. This month. It has reminded me that we all are worth it. Worth the agony & the angst. Worth the uncertainty for the sense of upward. This month has pushed me to reach. To touch. Just as much with my hands as I do with my words. It has reminded me to laugh and be so very silly. It has reinforced that good comes from courage. And from honesty just the same.
Worth. A word stationary & grounded. It feels deep just as it does wide. The "th" on the end serves as confidence. A stopping point for reflection even. Notions of value linger there in the "or" combination. Leaving the "W" to stand high & low and even. That's life to me.
High & low and even. Of value. Confident Reflection
Worth it. All of it. Finding the best resting of us. And inviting others to just the same under our quilt stitched of courage. I am so very honored to have had the people whom have passed through this space looking for light, searching for something or perhaps needing to feel the inside of a smile. I am quite certain you have found just what you were looking for in the handful of heroes I have hosted. If you haven't had the chance to open all 31 gifts from this month's celebration, by all means, visit here. Worth it. Oh so very.
Meghan Cobble is a goodwill hunter. In fashion & in people. Words are her weakness just as much as they are her beautiful kind of strength. It is her dream to be a writer. She serves the Lord best by using her hands to create, teach and inspire. She resides in East TN with her husband and their 2 boys where she home schools and runs k.Mac, her custom design business.