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How Much Does Daddy Love You?

When I was young and before things went crazy, there was a special question my father would ask me.
He would say, "How much does Daddy love you?"
I would reply, "As big as the ocean."
I'm sure I was taught that response. I don't really remember. I do know that it was automatic. Every time he would ask, I would reply. When I was three, I got to see the ocean for the first time. The story goes that I stood in awe. All I could say was, "So that's how much my daddy loves me."
"I crave a love so deep the ocean would be jealous."

It's obvious this quote is referring to a romantic love, but that's not where my mind went when I read it. I thought, I want to love God like that. I want to be so fully enveloped that His light is the only thing people see when they look at me.
Have you ever stopped to think about how many songs compare the Christian experience to the ocean?
Jesus Culture's "Your Love Never Fails"
And when the ocean…

Free Pattern Friday: The Sock Monkey Hat

Last week, I posted this adorable photo of my little cousin wearing the sock monkey hat I made him for his birthday. I posted it here, but also on The Crochet Crowd's Facebook page. I was a little overwhelmed by the response. I think this is one of our most adorable hats, but it was nice to see other people respond to it as well. (I recognize that the cuteness of Brentley may have surpassed the cuteness of the hat.) After talking with my business partner, we decided to share this pattern.

I have only included the toddler size of our hat pattern but a full range of sizes (preemie to adult) can be purchased on Ravelry.

Please do not sell items made from this pattern. Feel free to give as gifts or donate to charity. Please do not sell this pattern as your own. Feel free to share, but please link back to this blog. Pattern is written in US terms.

Here we go!

Toddler Sock Monkey Hat

Materials needed:
H (5.00mm) hook
Yarn Needle
Two black buttons
White thread

Yarn needed:
I love this Wool in Brind…

Wordless Wednesdays: Me In One Photo

No.

What do you do when God says no? 

Do you pout? 
Do you try to hide? 
Do you just do it anyway?
Do you even ask?
Do you know what Christ did when God said no? 
And going a little farther, he fell on the ground and prayed that, if it were possible, the hour might pass from him.And he said, “Abba, Father, all things are possible for you. Remove this cup from me. Yet not what I will, but what you will.” (Mark 14:35-36)
Jesus had the weight of the world on His shoulders. He was going to suffer the consequences of things he had never done. Still, God said no, and He was ok with it. He wanted the perfect will of God to prevail. He didn't get upset. He didn't get angry. He died on the cross so that you might live.
He readily accepted God's perfect will for His life.

In America, we are so used to getting what we want when we want it. Immediate gratification and narcissism characterize our culture. How far from the Bible is this? We're supposed to wait on the Lord. We are to serve other…

This house.

This may look like an ordinary house. It's small and worn. It doesn't look like it could hold much. The Christmas lights are still up. The yard may need some work. This may look like an ordinary house, but I can assure you that it is not.
Four generations have visited this house. 
5 kids. 
19 grandkids.
4 great-grandkids.
It has seen arguments. It has seen fights. It has heard and seen more stories than anyone could count. It is the background in countless photos. It's been a part of Easter Egg hunts and Christmas Dinners. It is hardly ever a quiet place. It is one of my most favorite places.
It is where I first drank coffee.
It is where I made my first friends.
It is where I always felt safe. No matter the chaos. No matter the noise.
It may seem crazy. It may be overwhelming. 
I love it.
It is my Mamaw's house.

Wordless Wednesdays: Mr. B.

I had every intention of starting Wordless Wednesdays yesterday, but never actually got around to fulfilling that goal. I snapped this photo earlier today and couldn't wait until next week to share it. This is my little cousin Mr. B donning his sock monkey hat that I made him. I promise next week to be more timely and actually wordless.

Be a Lady.

I have to admit something. Sometimes I really loathe being a woman. Probably more than I actually enjoy it. I hate being told I'm too emotional. My hair and I are not the best of friends. Among other things.
Today I was scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed and came across this. I wanted to keep on going and not give it a second look. Something caught my attention…
"You and I have the gift of femininity…."
The gift of femininity. I have never really stopped to think about it as a gift. If you really take the time to think about it, it really is.
We can cry and not be judged for it.
Compassion and empathy are less difficult.
We can walk through a public place and not have to worry about our purity being challenged.
We also have the ability to control this.
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. (Proverbs 31:30, ESV)
If you grew up in church as a young girl, you probably heard Proverbs 31 quoted at every girls event you attended. Y…

The Call.

I will never forget that moment. It was unlike any other I had experienced before and unlike any I have experienced since. 

It started out like any other day. I worked on my PACE's all morning. It was a Wednesday so that meant chapel was in the afternoon. It wasn't a typical chapel. We had a guest speaker.

How do I describe Pastor Benjamin?

Joy.

That's the only word. The lines on his face showed that he had been through it, but the amount of joy that radiated from him I had not seen before. As he told us his stories, his joy never left. He spoke about meetings where he had faced people who were demon possessed. Joy was still there. He was full of the joy of the Lord.

As he spoke, something changed inside of me. I began to develop a love and burden for the people he was speaking about. I wanted to hear everything he had to say and more. I wanted to go to India right then and there.

I remember going home and telling my parents I wanted to go to India. I was only fourteen at the ti…

Yarn-aholic.

I was wondering around Hobby Lobby the other day and came across about a dozen skeins I wanted to purchase just because they were pretty. I was good and exhibited self control. I only left with the two colors I went in to get. Let me tell you, it was a miracle I did not leave with more. If I had more disposable income than I do, I would have left with every color I could get my hands on. My name is Jessica, and I'm a yarn-aholic.




When I first started this blog, I thought I would be posting way more about my projects. It's been a little over a month, and I've only made a couple of posts about them. I decided to post the round up of all the projects I've completed in February. (Excluding the ones from Snow Much Fun Day.)



After posting the last dinosaur hat I made, I had a request for a purple and pink version. I love when parents purchase dino hats for their girls. I don't know why, but it's one of my favorite things. The pattern for the base hat can be purchased o…