“Give and gifts will be given to you; a good measure, packed together, shaken down and overflowing, will be poured into your lap. For the measure with which you measure will in return be measured out to you.” — Luke 6:38
I love to write. I love to quilt. I have been sewing since I was a child and I became a “quilter” in 1993. I have been a writer for over 25 years. For the last 18 years or so, I have been “torn” between these two great passions. I relish the opportunity to indulge in both simultaneously.
While working as a journalist for a local paper, my continuous quest for stories followed by the intense, daily writing took most of my time. It was all I could do to keep up with my family and my home. My stacks of colorful fabrics called to me, but I had to pass them by. My creative sewing juices were suppressed and my geometric dreams were ignored.
In recent years while I have been primarily teaching, designing, and creating quilts, the writing has taken a backseat. Again I feel the pull, but now it is the computer “calling” me. I jot notes with the hope of “getting around” to it later. I jump out of the shower with a new story in my mind only to be faced with a long list of “must do’s” while working on a quilt project.
My husband and daughters have convinced me that a Blog is the answer to my prayers. To be able to write about quilts and the affects of quilts on people’s lives is a magical concept and a dream come true! Is it really this easy?
In addition to quilting and writing, I love to give. I began my Blog with scripture because the words from Luke – “give and gifts will be given to you” — ring so true with me. I have lived this advice over and over again. I have created quilts for coping and quilts for celebrating. Each time I have given a quilt, I am rewarded by the inspiration of the human spirit. The designing, creating and giving of a warm and comforting quilt is a whole story with a heaven-laced beginning and an awe-inspiring ending. Most of the paragraphs inbetween are chock full of emotions including both laughter and tears, but always wrapped in prayer. How is this possible, you may ask? Stay tuned.