We pick some experiences in our life. Many more happen to us.

We want joy and pretty sunsets. Sometimes we get pain and time stuck in traffic.

I’m working on a project now that uses up my scrap yarn. It will be an afghan when I’m done. Scrap plus afghan makes scrapghan!

I didn’t pick any of this yarn on purpose. It’s all just yarn that happened.

The variegated rainbow was from a leftover ball a friend at church gave me.

The camouflage was from a hat I made for my husband to use in airsoft. It was a terrible hat that had the power to make anyone wearing it look like a mushroom.

The orange was from a vintage afghan I made based on a book from the 1970s. Long live the color sensibility of the 70s!

The stripes are from a project I never finished. I was going to make a stained glass-type wall hanging. Instead, I didn’t finish it and let it linger in a plastic bag for two years.

When I put together the scraps of my life, all my experiences sewn into one, they look beautiful to me. I think this is how we must look to the angels. A mix of joy and sunsets, pain and time stuck in traffic.

May you be blessed today with air to breathe and grace surrounding you. Peace be with you.