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.