If idle hands are “the devil’s workshop” (as Proverbs 16 would have it), then a knitter’s hands—ever busy about a sweater or scarf—must be holy things indeed. Or at least can be, since I dare say even knitters can be wicked if they want to be (wasn’t it Medea who purled poison into a garment for her rival?) But as the Rev. Julie Cicora insists, the holy potential of knitting is not determined by its output—socks for soldiers; shawls for the sick; instant death for nemeses—but in the ritual of working with yarn and needles itself.And Cicora’s well-organized book invites readers to discover this in their own practices. As Cicora knits (sorry, but I had to go with the obvious) experience, tradition, and Christian scripture together—offering insights to the practice of prayer, the appreciation of beauty, the spirituality of repetition, and so on and so forth—she regularly pauses to pose reflection questions aimed at helping the audience discern this sacredness of their own craft.So, while this brilliant and rather beautifully written book is perfect for the lone knitter, I highly recommend it for any knitting groups seeking more than the best way to achieve a tidy ssk.