Last week, I put the finishing touches on a shawl-collared sweater for my husband. I stood nervously with shoulders arched and fingers crossed behind my back, as he pulled it over his head so I could get a sense of sizing before blocking.
I fit him... well... a bit like it was made for him. I'm not sure why I was so nervous. The pattern was a captivating blend of new techniques and skills I already master.
We both love the incredibly soft fabric created by the Sublime Cashmere Merino Silk yarn. It's a medium weight fabric, without the itchy characteristic of wool... perfect for the Vegas winters.
I think about how often we fret about things we don't need to worry over. I spend time worrying about the what-ifs. The plain truth is that worry produces nothing of value. It chokes the joy out of our moments without promise of anything good. Scripture tells us not to worry, yet in my everyday life, I can't help but to do that very thing.
In the end, when things turn out the way I had hoped, it wasn't because of the exhaustive amount of worry. It was from trusting the process... and in knowing that with a little faith and love, things become what they should.