But joy comes in the morning.     Psalm 30:5

I was working on a doll that I was crocheting for my grandchild which was done in a way that had the clothes worked into the pattern. This means there will be color changes along the way.

I was half way through the project, mindlessly making the stitches, when I looked back at the doll and realized something was wrong. This outfit didn't look well at all crocheted into the doll body. It was then I realized that although I made the color change for the waistband, I missed the color change back on row 17 for the bodice. Can you say FROG!  (you know, rippit  rippit  ripppit).

On another project I noticed the scarf I was working on had become quite askew. No more did I have the straight even edge that looked so smooth the first 6 inches of the project.  Now, nearly 24 inches later I picked up a wrong needle from the basket it was laying in. I had knitted the last 18 inches on a needle of appropriate size and one 2 sizes smaller.

These events are very similar to the day I woke up with a smile on my face, plans for the weekend all set, only to receive a phone call that my dear friend has passed away a few hours prior. "In the blink of eye, disaster!" (Psalm 73:19)

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