God gives Baby Blankets

 

February 9

 

My wife is a baby blanket person. These are people who grow up dragging baby blankets around for peace and comfort.

When a dear friend died unexpectedly a family took her in for the night. Their seven-year-old son had a tattered blanket called “Bob.” During the night the boy silently lays “Bob” in her arms and goes back to his room. 

 "My heart melts. He gave up his baby blanket to comfort me. It was God's way of loving me that night," Joyous says.

 "Blessed are those who mourn, For they shall be comforted." (Matthew 5:4)

 

Postscript: Twenty years later a sweet friend in South Carolina reads this true story in Go Figure Sarasota, and sends Joyous her preserved hand knitted baby blanket. God's blessings never cease.