I decided to change my blog name. I originally chose The Madness of Krista because my mind rambles and some of my thoughts are sometimes crazy but... there is certainly a lot more to be said for my life than just that. Also I felt burdened to somehow glorify God through my name and I knew the current title wasn't offering anything in the realm of praise.
GracefullyKnitted started as my etsy user id because I wanted to sell knitted garments for little ones. I felt inspired by God through much prayer to choose the name GracefullyKnitted as I longed for my customers to sense my passion in making beautifully hand knitted wearables. The things I make are truly inspired and I put my heart and soul into them. I strive for perfection and will redo something to make it better.
That business didn't go well unfortunately but I saw something beautiful in the process. I am gracefully knitted by The Maker of my life. So, I'm redoing my blog title to make it better.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Swordfight
You know you have boys when they swordfight... with carrots!
Yes carrots for crying out loud.
Yes carrots for crying out loud.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Pumpkin Making
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| Lucas's pumpkin |
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| Mommy's pumpkin |
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| Nathan's pumpkin |
Thanks to: 
for helping me find a great craft.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Claim the Victory
Ok so I've been saying for the last 5 weeks that I should be blogging about Lee's job loss. Well I didn't, but I'm here now to claim the victory.
On the last day of his last job he was hired with AGFA. The paperwork is in the process but I'm thanking God now. He is taking care of us and I just want to give Him the glory.
On the last day of his last job he was hired with AGFA. The paperwork is in the process but I'm thanking God now. He is taking care of us and I just want to give Him the glory.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
His First Communion
During the Ordinance of Humility Hubby washes my feet first telling our sons that Jesus also washed His disciples feet.
He washed them first to show that we too should put others first.
humility
Bigger Son says, Mama I want to help you wash Daddy's feet. Together with Little Son joining in we wash the feet of him he put me first.
I explain that before Jesus died He also had a supper with His disciples and we do that still to remember Him and His sacrifice for us.
Bigger Son acknowledges in his way, Yes right. You and Daddy will be doing that but not me.
I smile thoughtfully.
We go into the sanctuary and he asks, When will I be old enough?
Jesus said let the little children come unto me. Prayerfully consider it son and Jesus will let you know when the time is right. We discuss as we have before, symbols.
seeking
He finds a previous cup on the floor, broken.
His body broken for us, blood gushed out on the ground that we might live.
We sing praises to The One who loved us first and he informs me, This is something Jesus wants me to do.
The plate is passed and in his fright he hesitates and the plate passes him by.
Oh that Jesus would have hesitated. Let this cup pass from Me, but not my will but thine.
Embarrassed, he dismisses it all and sulks in his despair.
Oh that Jesus would have dismissed us all.
I am dismayed too that he didn't act quick enough, and that even now he won't stand up and take before it's too late.
Sin, in a moment when only compassion is needed.
A Dr from behind breaks off a piece of his bread, a piece of his Jesus to share with my son.
Whoa is me in my selfishness not to have considered this already. To give of my own Jesus.
Father please forgive me.
He continues to sulk and waves it off like Jesus lacks luster in this way. The Spirit speaks as I can't and says, Jesus is here.
Seconds pass and he takes Jesus fully, and eats. This do ye in remembrance of Me.
acceptance
The cup is passed and he grasps, not wanting to let his Jesus pass him by another time.
Jesus too accepted His cup and grasps us up when we come to Him.
surrender
He washed them first to show that we too should put others first.
humility
Bigger Son says, Mama I want to help you wash Daddy's feet. Together with Little Son joining in we wash the feet of him he put me first.
I explain that before Jesus died He also had a supper with His disciples and we do that still to remember Him and His sacrifice for us.
Bigger Son acknowledges in his way, Yes right. You and Daddy will be doing that but not me.
I smile thoughtfully.
We go into the sanctuary and he asks, When will I be old enough?
Jesus said let the little children come unto me. Prayerfully consider it son and Jesus will let you know when the time is right. We discuss as we have before, symbols.
seeking
He finds a previous cup on the floor, broken.
His body broken for us, blood gushed out on the ground that we might live.
We sing praises to The One who loved us first and he informs me, This is something Jesus wants me to do.
The plate is passed and in his fright he hesitates and the plate passes him by.
Oh that Jesus would have hesitated. Let this cup pass from Me, but not my will but thine.
Embarrassed, he dismisses it all and sulks in his despair.
Oh that Jesus would have dismissed us all.
I am dismayed too that he didn't act quick enough, and that even now he won't stand up and take before it's too late.
Sin, in a moment when only compassion is needed.
A Dr from behind breaks off a piece of his bread, a piece of his Jesus to share with my son.
Whoa is me in my selfishness not to have considered this already. To give of my own Jesus.
Father please forgive me.
He continues to sulk and waves it off like Jesus lacks luster in this way. The Spirit speaks as I can't and says, Jesus is here.
Seconds pass and he takes Jesus fully, and eats. This do ye in remembrance of Me.
acceptance
The cup is passed and he grasps, not wanting to let his Jesus pass him by another time.
Jesus too accepted His cup and grasps us up when we come to Him.
surrender
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