The lady who commissioned the knitting of the awful colored cardigan walked in yesterday as I was knitting in the shop. I had thought her interesting when I heard about her a few weeks ago. Apparently she had paid quite an astronomical sum for them to knit her cardigan for her. She commissions her cardigans to wear to sleep because her husband sets the aircon too cold. Make them pay hmm?

Anyway, it was about the second or third time it seems that she is making alterations to her cardigan and she was there to check on its progress. I became more interested when I realised she was sharing Christ with the knitter. I looked up and took in her appearance. I thought she looked nicer than when I first saw her. She began sharing her testimony of how she had very bad leg pains which many doctors could not cure. One day while she was out walking at the Botanical Gardens, a stranger approached her and invited her to a church healing service. She returned home, quite unsure but she was desperate enough to try, so she went with her daughter. She was prayed for during the service and received complete healing by the next day. I kept quiet but I felt that she shared her testimony very well, sincerely and simple and in earnest. After a while she left and that was when my interesting observation began. So this is what non-Christians think of us after we leave after we share.

The woman sitting next to me, with whom before the other lady arrived, had started befriending me (only because her regular friends were not there yet) and she now spoke her mind. I felt like I was peeking from the outside in on a very interesting perspective because I had kept quiet the first round. The testimony which had I had thought touching had not touched her or the others it seemed because they were very unhappy about her unreasonable fastidiousness on her commissioned cardigan and had made them do all the unpicking work multiple times. I tried to defend her and explained that we cannot judge God on the behavior of Christians who are just human but I don't think it was very well absorbed by my listener. What we do and what we say impact others more than we think and endure in more ways than what we say, even though we can say what we say very well indeed.

But overall I was quite delighted that I made a new friend. There are usually lots of stories going around at the shop and this one was soo talkative!! So much so that I had terrible concentration on my new piece because my friend gets excited and talks loudly, so I kept the teacher busy reworking on my mistakes. Earlier on I had checked out the other shop which has so much better prices. My goodness, they have such great stuff, all kinds of books and cross stitch designs, little flowers and appliques, teddy bear eyes (!!!), woollen yarn, cotton yarn... I fell in love with the teacher who promised me she would teach me to read those Korean/Japanese knitting graphs and do seamless sweaters when I ditch my present teacher. Haha.