I’m learning how to quilt!
Quilting was my grandma’s favorite hobby. I really regret not learning more about it when she was still around, so I’m not wasting any more time now. Mom is helping me learn the tricks of the trade. We have such a great time with it- talking about patterns, picking out fabric…this is what I call bonding time.
I associate quilting with time. In my family we have quilts from all sorts of relatives that have been around forever, given for any number of reasons. Essentially, I think a quilt, especially a gifted quilt, is a gift of yourself to another- “I loved you enough to piece together this blanket with my own hands.” My grandmother gave each of her grandchildren a quilt for high school graduation. She wasn’t well enough to make mine herself, but she still chose it especially for me. I’ll treasure it always, as a dear sweet memory of Grandma until I see her again in God’s Kingdom.
So, with a couple table runners and coaster sets until the old belt, my next project is an actual quilt. to start training so that soon I can give a piece of myself to some one else in quilted form. It’s going to be slow going, I’m sure, but I’ll keep updating my progress. Today I finalized the color pattern and started cutting. Kelsea helped me sew it together too.
Quilting was my grandma’s favorite hobby. I really regret not learning more about it when she was still around, so I’m not wasting any more time now. Mom is helping me learn the tricks of the trade. We have such a great time with it- talking about patterns, picking out fabric…this is what I call bonding time.
I associate quilting with time. In my family we have quilts from all sorts of relatives that have been around forever, given for any number of reasons. Essentially, I think a quilt, especially a gifted quilt, is a gift of yourself to another- “I loved you enough to piece together this blanket with my own hands.” My grandmother gave each of her grandchildren a quilt for high school graduation. She wasn’t well enough to make mine herself, but she still chose it especially for me. I’ll treasure it always, as a dear sweet memory of Grandma until I see her again in God’s Kingdom.
So, with a couple table runners and coaster sets until the old belt, my next project is an actual quilt. to start training so that soon I can give a piece of myself to some one else in quilted form. It’s going to be slow going, I’m sure, but I’ll keep updating my progress. Today I finalized the color pattern and started cutting. Kelsea helped me sew it together too.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.
a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.
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