Beautiful story. It was meant to be.

It’s bedtime for me and that is just about the best bedtime story!

I love that story too, how it was just perfect for her.

I have a story related to you. I’m a cashier at Trader Joe’s and I saw an older gentleman with handknit gloves and scarf(not matching 😉 I asked him if he was a knitter or had a knitter friend. He said they were a gift from a patient. I paused for a moment, then said, “Could her name be Alison by any chance? To both of our surprise it was. But when I mentioned your last name it turned out to be different. He said his patient was from southern California. I just thought it was a lovely coincidence that there’s another Alison out there knitting for her doctors 🙂

WONDERFUL.

Nothing else need be said.

What a lovely connection :-}

All your objections about the amount of yarn, the warmth of the yarn, the color of the yarn are reminiscent of Moses’ protests that he wasn’t any good at public speaking. Yet God has used your hands and inspiration, too. Praise be!

Okay, you got me sniffling.

You sweet thing you.

One never knows. The yarn was too heavy. There was not enough of it. Not your style. Wrong color. Well, turns out everything was right — even delivered to the right knitter. Beautiful story.

Humor –

My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him, “62.” He was quiet for a moment, and then he asked, “Did you start at 1?”

Glad the story can now be told.

What a wonderful story. It was just meant to be.When everything works out its a wonderful thing. Pat

Such generosity from you and yours, and the stories you kindly share with us about the generous people you encounter, makes me smile and feel warm inside everytime.

I need to open my ears and my heart better, I suppose, to hear those vibes, those screams from patterns and yarns. Is that a gift or a skill that can be aquired?

Hi, Sister Hyde. My name is Trina Caudle – I’m in the ward in Vicksburg where John is currently serving. Just wanted to say hello and that we really appreciate Elder Hyde and his kind spirit! He’s very excited to go home, but he’ll be missed here. He has definitely been an asset to the ward and the missionary work.

I’m so curious now about who he gave the shawl to, and if I’ll see it show up at church any time soon. (And boy howdy, has it been cold! Winter in Mississippi is normally in the 60s. It was 31 at 8 am today.)

Hooray! I just knew it would be spot-on!!!

you never fail to touch my heart with these stories (and I would love to feel that certainty of having been guided!)

Yes, it was ALL perfect! Wonderful story, Alison. Your blog is always such a cheerful place to visit.

This is just the way things are supposed to be. Everything works out for the best.

Bingo!