Even though her fingertips were raw to the bone and the hour was late, she weaved. In. Out. In. Out. The double wedding ring quilt had to be done in time for her child’s big day. Each thread and piece of material was important. Carefully selected, she placed each piece in just the right spot.
It was her gift to them. A labour of love.
My mom loved to quilt. All of her children and grandchildren have a quilt made by her. She wove love in every stitch.
This is also how she lived her life. She put love into everything she touched, and into every person who knew her.
Mom chose her threads in life wisely to teach us kids about life and show us what Jesus did for us. Like every curious child, she knew we were watching, so she quilted carefully.
When Mom encountered the storms of life, her stitches were rough and uneven, but they were still there. She didn’t quit. When times were joyous, her stitches were even and straight. Her hand was steady.
Mom taught me many lessons in life. I would like to visit this blog series again and share some of them with you. I will talk about happy moments and difficult ones. Each one was equally important.
Throughout her life, Mom had ups and downs, but all together they formed “Mama’s Patchwork” leaving our family with an awesome legacy.
I miss her terribly, but I know she’s creating a new quilt with her friends and Jesus in heaven!
Proverbs 31:13 (KJV)
She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands.
P.S. In the picture below, my sister (Sue), Mom, and I are posing on top of one of the many quilts Mom made.
How cool thst your mama quilted. My grandma did and I have started. The one ya’ll are on is beautiful from what I can see.
Quilts do tell a story.
Thank you for sharing.
Hi Teresa! Good for you for quilting. That’s awesome Yes, this one Mom did for herself. So pretty. Thanks for stopping by!
Thank you very much for sharing such a sweet story. Growing up we had holiday traditions. As each of us got older, left home and life events happened, traditions faded away. Eventually the family fell apart. I attempted to pass my traditions along or start new ones — no interest. Cherish the memories and the blessing of continuing family tradition! 💙
Hi Dar! Holiday traditions are fun. We carry on our family’s “having to wrap everything in the stocking” tradition. haha! Thanks for stopping by! Blessings to you!
My mom used to quilt too.❤️ Precious memories of her bent over the wooden frame, tedious up and down stitching but while she worked she would sing hymns that are embedded in my soul today. Later years she took opportunity to invite a friend to join her…it became a place of ministry to souls who needed a listening ear (my mom’s) or a word of encouragement.❤️ Thanks for sharing Dar!
Love that your mom sang hymns while she quilted! My mom also quilted with friends. They had so much fun together. Thanks for sharing about your mom and for stopping by my blog! Blessings!