“What are you making?” asked the little girl with huge blue eyes. She leaned closer to observed the gnarled hands in motion.
“It will be a little stocking hat when I’m done, Lesha. I make them for the babies in the hospital.” The lady continued crocheting as she talked, not missing a stitch.
“Why do babies need stocking hats, Grandma?”
“To keep their sweet little heads warm.”
“But how do they get cold? Aren’t they inside?”
“Yes, they are inside, Lesha. But the tiny babies need to be warm all over, even their heads.”
“But why do you have to make them?” Lesha changed her position so she could observer the many lines on her Grandma’s face when she smiled.
“Why?” Grandma stopped and looked at her five year old granddaughter, their eyes connected. “It makes me happy.”
“Do you ever see who gets your hats?”
“No. I just imagine the wee ones with one of my hats on their heads.” Grandma’s hands were busy again and Lesha was quiet in thought.
“Grandma, you just give them away? To strangers?”
“Yes, I do. Did you know Lesha, that I try to give away as many of these as I can?”
“You do? But, won’t you go broke?”
“No, I won’t go broke. I don’t think the good Lord would allow that. In fact, He’s the one that put me up to this?”
“He did!” exclaimed Lesha. “How’d he do that, Grandma?”
“Honey, one day I ask God to guide me in someway that I could give back because he had blessed me with so much. Do you know what He said?”
“You’re a smart little girl. That’s right, stocking caps. A lady from our church works in the hospital. She said they needed little hats for the newborns, then they would stay nice and toasty warm. ”
“And God told you to make stocking caps.”
“Yes, but while I make these tiny hats, I’m adding something. Can you guess what that could be?” Grandma stopped for a moment waiting for an answer.
Lesha looked closely at the fluffy yellow yarn, the shiny red hook and shook her head. “What? I don’t see anything but yarn, Grandma.”
Laughing softly the older woman said, “Prayers are added with each row. I pray for the boy or girl to be healthy, and be smart, and to learn to love Jesus, and more.”
The room was quiet. Lesha watched as Grandma finished the yellow stocking cap.
“I know you’re busy with all that crocheting and praying, but would you have time to teach me?”
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