Faith and My Old Sweater

My favorite sweater
My favorite sweater!

I have a favorite sweater I bought a few years ago.  Hanging on the sale rack at the Gap at end of season, it caught my eye with it’s beautiful knit weave and obvious coziness. It is a shade of slate grey, has a V neck and plain buttons down the front. The collar is large enough to fold over and the sleeves are just a bit too long…perfect for rolling up.

This grey sweater is my go-to favorite for a cold winter’s night, a chilly morning or underneath my coat when taking my favorite pup, Ms. Jordan, out for a stroll.

Though my sweater has seen better days, it is still warm and cozy. It doesn’t have fancy things about it and that’s what I like about it. It is simple and easy to wear. Over time, it has developed a small hole along the shoulder seam. This doesn’t bother me one bit. One day I will probably sew it shut, but for now I leave it alone. When I am at home, my sweater symbolizes my ok-ness with imperfection. It doesn’t matter what I look like on the outside; it’s what’s on the inside that counts.

Here’s the correlation. Just like my grey sweater, my faith plays a warm and secure role in my life. It wraps me in comfort and loves me the way I am. It is there for me when I need it. It fills my life with JOY. And going forward into 2013, I will continue to be best buds with Faith as we walk hand in hand through this amazing life.

(Thanks to the Daily Prompt and the ever- fascinating group of folks at for this inspiration!)

What’s your favorite object that brings you warmth and comfort? Share it with me!

Join me on my graceful journey.

19 Replies to “Faith and My Old Sweater”

  1. I never really thought my favorite, faded and riped jeans were comfort and joy……..I am tickled at how you make me see things so differently. I love (and the properly raised little girl inside me loves) that Faith and JOY and goodness can be seen in a worn loved sweater or jeans. I am so glad I stopped by today!

  2. I love this. I love that you know that it’s not outward appearances that count. Since I have been losing weight, my comfort clothes are gone. But I have a jacket that was my mothers. I have sprayed it with her perfume, and it feels like a hug from my mom when I put it on. That is my comfort. I am ok with my imperfections.

  3. Hi Jo – Love reading you blog! Wish we were closer in proximity. Every time I check out your blog I remember the close friendship we shared all of those years and realize why. Have a blessed New Year! – Kathy

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