Who Is Keturah?

 

If I were to imagine a fantasy world, I'd call it Earth. Maybe I'd make the mosquitoes a tad scarier. Thank you, God, for allowing me to squish them. 

Welcome to the Social Porcupine

Where you can find random, cozy, sometimes pointed and often whimsical posts each Wednesday 

I like to tell friends they are welcome to come to my house whenever. If I'm not home, make yourself a cup of tea, grab a book, and pick your favorite couch. When I get home we can chat for a bit and I'll make some food. 

Some friends accept my offer. But for those of you that are too shy... here is my blog. 

But why not both? 

Opening twitter a couple years ago was the most validating experience ever. All the things that used to make me feel weird are now trending. Frilly aprons, trad principles, based skills. Honestly, it's exciting. And humbling. Someday soon people may be scoffing at me again. But I'll always remember the time where the things of my life became fabulous. 

I am Keturah Lamb. On twitter I am Keturah Abigail. I travel and speak as the Girl Who Doesn't Exist. This blog is about my life outside of politics. It started out as teenage rants. Now I'm just a young woman leading an extraordinary life. I'm not always good at appreciating it all that much. I'm the gypsy that dreams of all things that don't glitter. That's what happens when you're spoilt. 

I'm the oldest of twelve siblings and dozens of cousins. I've never been to a formal school. I make money doing my own things, when I want to. Often I'm a workaholic, and just as often I embrace laziness. I lived in Germany for six months and travel the States frequently living out of my $500 station wagon. I wear shoes seldomly and never polyester. I collect pennies because I believe in hope, but I don't save things for rainy days. You're supposed to get muddy sometimes.

I don't attend a single church. I love to visit new churches and post reviews on my Facebook. It started out as a way to build community and explore the jurisdiction of Holy Ground. I have many heretical beliefs akin to the early church fathers and all the great authors. Elizabeth Goudge, George Macdonald, Robert Louis Stevenson, Katherine Paterson, and Thomas Hardy whisper direction into my ear. They tell me stories about God, and I believe them.

Mostly I believe God wants my words to be a sweet aroma for his children, something like cinnamon and sacrifice and candlelight.

Many of my more popular posts are on identity and purpose. 

There was a time I struggled with lies concerning identity and my great purpose. But that was limiting myself to labels and actions. I am not a mere Myers-Briggs type or some Good Work. In the name of "feeling called to do" things my feelings would run amuck. And yet... Do the wildflowers worry over their colors? Do they discuss their wildness, or the potential vase they may someday fill? 

God's nature is many attributes and spirits. He is complex, and so am I. Once I would have thought myself to be crazy. But no, I am a woman, never simple. And just as God is doing many good works, so shall I. My only true calling is to love and to judge, and neither are dependent upon my feelings, or some vague rendering of scripture. How I live out my life is my gift from God, but to spend time thinking about who I am or what I must do is a waste of time and steals from the many things God would have me do. 

We change too much, as we grow and live and become more like God. So why worry about identity and the grand calling coupled with worldly pursuits? God is the great I AM. 

We are.

Of course, I have great desires that cause me to feel immensely. Sometimes so much that I lose focus of any path. And this is when I must remember: to find ways to love, to forget my desires and how I feel about them. In some ways, I am called to do, and then I have feelings about it. Nice feelings :) 

I sound vague when I start to describe my passions. The thing is I love many things and do many things. I've been working on a large quilt completely by hand for years, just started tatting a lace edging for it. I love to host parties and cook for my friends. I like to share my opinions or make up tales that could almost sound like opinions. I've written dozens of short stories and many novels. Some of my shorter works are published.

Sometimes I teach embroidery or knitting classes. Always there is something I'm working on in my hands: a pair of knitted socks, a wooden recorder, a whimsical mug, a pointing finger. . . 

After all I am an oldest child!

I love to hear from you all, too! If you have things you'd like me to write about, or just want to chat, feel free to email me at keturahskorner(at)gmail(dot)com

Find me on:

Goodreads

Pinterest (Keturah Lamb)

The Whatever Girl  (YouTube)

Instagram (keturahlamb)

A Cleaning Gal  (Instagram comedy/ day job page) 

Twitter (@KeturahAbigail)

Facbook (Keturah Lamb and/or Keturah's Korner)