04/03/2026
Good Friday- the reminder… the imagery
Down went the needle. The picture before my eyes – He was buried. As He went down into the ground from sight. Up came the needle. He is risen. As He rose a secure stitch formed. As we enter in, the death, burial and resurrection of Christ stitches us to the Father. This is the picture of His perfect love. I am stitched to Him, with a stitch that can’t be broken.
This mystery is only available when we submit ourselves to being hidden. Colossians 3:3 reminds us that when we come to Christ, we die. We are hidden with Christ in God. Dead to fear. Dead to our natural thinking of planning and controlling. Dead to exalting our knowledge over His.
This is the motion of the needle. Down—we submit our thoughts. Up—we come up with His truth on our lips and filling our minds. The stitch is formed strengthening our connection of trust with the Father.
Peace comes as we let the full weight of His Life consume us in His love. You are loved. Hidden in His embrace. It is safe. Relax. Let go. Die so you can live.” (excerpt from Stitching Your Story Piece by Peace)