On Memorial Day weekend, we attended the baptism of sweet Kenna. I was moved to tears – so many tears! – of gratitude that she has believing parents who are part of a joyful, loving church family. She will always hear about Jesus and the gospel. One of the hymns we sang that morning was a favorite of mine, and Kenna couldn’t help dancing to it, either.
I grew up with the original version by Charles Wesley, but I love the Indelible Grace arrangement. So much joy!
1. And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me who caused His pain!
For me who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be That
Thou, my God, should die for me?
Chorus: Amazing love! How can it be
That Thou, my God, should die for me!
Amazing love! How can it be
That Thou, my God, should die for me!
2. He left His Father’s throne above,
So free, so infinite His grace!
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race.
‘Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
3. Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray;
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
4. No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach the eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own
I didn’t mean to take a blog break — especially such a long one, but sometimes life gets in the way. February flew by, and March is nearly gone, too. I don’t have much to show for it here, but I did get to go see my peeps in Chattanooga for a long weekend last month. Kenna (now 8 months old!) has grown so much and is learning new tricks every day. Paul and I kidnapped her and had so much fun. She’s a sweet, happy girl.
(photo credit: Will)
I have been knitting up a storm and reading some, too, but not as much as I’d hoped. I cast on a center-out baby blanket that should have been really easy, but I took it apart and started over about 10 times — once after starting the third skein of yarn! I can live with some imperfections in a project, but I decided to rip it all out when I realized I would never be happy with this one as is. So I cast on yet again — which is a real pain because it starts with a circular cast on and then double-points. If nothing else, knitting pushes me to persist and be patient.
Last month I finished reading Embracing Obscurity: Becoming Nothing in Light of God’s Everything (by Anonymous!), and y’all, it is good and challenging.
I read Rules of Civility, a fiction work I’ve heard fellow readers recommend again and again. I enjoyed it.
I found a copy of Sweater Quest on my shelves recently, and it was my bedtime reading for about a week.
I’m still slowly rereading Island of the World, and I’m juggling several other books, too.
If anyone is still reading this poor little blog, thanks ever so much! I’m looking to make some changes in my life — inspired by some recent things I’ve read and heard which I want to share — and hope to return to more regularly updating this little corner of my world.
I have a good reason for letting the blog lie dormant for the past week or so, after finally rousing it from its long hibernation: I’m a grandmother! My daughter and her husband just had the sweetest little baby girl, and she’s my first grandchild. I’ve been in Chattanooga celebrating and snuggling.
Kenna was born on her due date, and mom and baby are healthy and happy. She’s a tiny little girl who gets sweeter and prettier every day! I soaked up the cuddling and kisses and soft baby skin and yummy baby smell as much as I could, and I miss her terribly now that I’m back home.
It’s a bonus that my son and his wife live in Chattanooga, too, so I was able to stay with them. I had such a good week visiting with my peeps! And then I came home to Paul and a spotlessly clean home. 🙂
So now I’m that grandmother — the one who always has pictures at the ready:
We decided she looked like my daughter’s Bitty Baby on her first day.
Lots of hair for her mama to style.
The princess is home.
Sweet baby feet
My job was to keep her paci in.
Can’t get enough.
precious baby girl
What a wonderful week with my new granddaughter and my children. I’m grateful beyond words.
With a full and happy heart,
(also known as Granne)