Wednesday, January 27, 2016

P for pink and promises

There is a whole lot of pink going on around my house these days.  Knitting a newborn-sized sweater for my first grandchild who is expected to arrive in early March, and relishing His promises of one generation commending His works to another.

The pattern for this sweater was found here on Ravelry.  I have yet to read anything by Elisabeth Elliot that isn't beneficial for the soul, heart and mind. The Music of His Promises is a book written with short excerpts regarding His many promises. I believe our postmodern world has made us callused from "standing" on God's promises in everyday life. By neglecting God's promises or even living them lightly, our spiritual walk might be hindered stirring up unbelief and distrust rather than a strong faith and trust that declares His promises according to His Word. May we be like the father of the boy with the evil spirit who exclaimed, "I believe; help my unbelief". (Mark 9:24)

"The Lord is faithful to all His promises and loving toward all he has made."
Psalm 145:13

Join a special group of knitters and readers at Ginny's Yarn along.


vickie said...

What a darling little sweater. You did a wonderful job on it. No grandkids here yet but I will keep that sweater in mind. So pretty.

Karen @ Pieces of Contentment said...

Oh Cathy, this is glorious and exciting news. What a wonderful year and time ahead for you all.

Leslie said...

How exciting! Congratulations to you and your family. I know she will be absolutely adorable especially wearing finery created-with-much-love.

Of Wool and Loveliness said...

Lovely pink, dainty, sweater!

gretchenjoanna said...

Your first grandchild??!! Glory to God! You must know "it" is a "she"! I'm so thrilled for you, and what a lovely first sweater from Grandma. May God bless her and all of you in these last weeks.

Valeria Hargand said...


You do very good work.

Congrats to you and yours ;-)

"Children are a heritage from Adonai" ... (Psm. 127:3)


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