The Crafting Journey (Part N)

Today, it hurt my heart, but I frogged my whole purple and pink shawl. That which I could not salvage went in the garbage because the yarn kept tangling.

I was knitting it for a long time. There was lace and I kept coming to the second repeat and my stitch count was off. I frogged the whole lace portion (noticed on the 11th row, which was the first row of the repeat) twice! Finally, I made it past that point, and guess what happened? My stitch count was off again! I tried to knit back but my yarn was getting ratty and my nerves were fraying.

The fact that I had to frog so many times reminds me that perseverance is essential. Not just when we are talking about knitting, but in life as well. Keep on- and keep on keeping on. 

To everything there is a season and a time (Ecclesisasties 3:1). I did my best to keep on, and to fix but I just couldn't fix it anymore. There is a time to frog and a time to refrain from frogging. It was time to frog and even though my heart and soul ached because I had poured so much time and love into that project, sometimes it is just time to move on. 

It seems weird to some people that I call it a heartache, but that is really what it is. Every project I make, I knit with love and I believe that love is felt by those who recieve my knit creations. This knitting thing is a ministry to me- what a joy to  be able to make things and share love and comfort with others. 

Do not be discouraged. Some projects are just not meant to be. Don't be afraid to move on and try something else. You can grieve the project that wasn't to be but don't wallow- it was just a lesson- you have another chance to make something beautiful.

Have a great week. Happy Crafting

Melanie

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