Each winter as long as I can remember, I have made thing for others with yarn; hats and scarves, afghans and bears, the list could go on and on.
There was always some yarn left over when each project was finished and done, too much to throw away, but not enough to use, and they would collect in a closet one by one.
Then came a time when I wanted to make a special afghan for someone who was very dear, but I had no money to purchase enough yarn, that was also very clear.
It was then that I remembered my closet full of ends, and suddenly I knew what to do; I would make a crazy quilt afghan, one with granny squares of many hues.
Each square was different, the pattern for each one was new, and the colors were a glorious array, and when they all were woven together, the afghan was so lovely, it took your breath away!
It reminded me of my life before you, it was in a shambles for sure; and I lived through each day, not with any joy, it was something that I just had to endure.
I seemed to be a project that I could not complete, each thing I started never got done, and I got so discouraged that I hid myself away, like yarn in a closet, shutting the door on everyone.
Then came the day when I met the only One who could make sense out of what I had tried to do, and He opened my closet, gathered all my odds and ends up in His arms, and whispered "I can make you brand new."
I hardly believed it, but I decided to try, so I breathed my 'yes' in a voice that could hardly be heard, but hear it He did, and from that moment on, my future was wonderfully assured.
He took those bits of yarn and wove them through and through with silver threads of His grace and made a brand new pattern before my eyes, each piece so lovely as He put it into place.
The odds and ends that had been my life were now transformed into something new - a miracle of love and caring was mine, and He showed me how to keep those rainbow hues.
I was to learn about Him by reading His word, to follow Him wherever He would lead, and in return He would always be there, and I would have everything I need.
Then came a day, a most wonderful day, the day when my dreams came true, for God brought us together to be husband and wife, wrapped up in love so deep and true.
I thank God each day for making me over, like that afghan of rainbow hues, and I knew that it had been made just that way, so that my life and love I would give to you.
Now the warmth of our love keeps us both safe and cozy, adding to the joy every day, and I try to show you my love in a thousand things I do, for it is too deep for mere words to say.
You are the greatest joy that I could ever have, happiness that each day is brand new, and I am filled with wonder at this gift that I have, the love that is mine in you.
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An afghan of many colors... A JOSEPH afghan!!! :::smile::: Tell ya what, let me just give you my mailing address and you can box one up for me. :::wink::: On a more serious note, I know all too well what it was like to have the Lord step in and pick up all the tiny ends and pieces that were left of my broken life and turn them into a beautiful piece of artwork that only He could have dreamed up. How thankful I am for His mercy and His healing touch on shoulders once hanging so low. :::wiping-little-tears::: Thank you for such a beautiful article today. Seems you always manage to get to my soft spots. :::hugs:::
