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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Craft (as in handcraft) (02/08/07)

TITLE: My Grandmother's QuiltWe hadn’t been at Grandmother’s for very long when she brought out a piece of fabric. It was cut int
By Esther Phillips


We hadn’t been at Grandmother’s for very long when she brought out a piece of fabric. It was cut into a large square. She gave me a pen and instructed me to write my name on the material.

Grandmother explained, when I finished writing my name that she was getting all her grandchildren to write their name on one of these quilt blocks. I remember the excitement in her voice as she told me that she was going to sew all of them into a quilt after every grandchild signed one.

A few years went by and she brought it out and showed me that it was finished. She had embroidered each of our names exactly as we had written them. It was a beautiful quilt.

Grandmother said, “When I am gone, I want you to have it.”

Later, I learned from several of my cousins that she had told all the grandchildren that she wanted them to have this colorful quilt with all our names on it!

I don’t know what happened to the quilt after she went to be with our Lord in heaven. I only know that I didn’t get it. That is okay because through the years I have come to see it from a different perspective.

I developed the love for quilting myself. I have made numerous quilts. One stands out in my mind. I made it for my brother-in-law, Jimmy.

One night Jimmy was transported to the hospital feeling like he was having a heart attack. He took the quilt with him. He was sick along the way and it had gotten on the quilt. His wife took it to the cleaners but they couldn’t get it clean. He was so overwrought because he “ruined” his quilt.

His wife asked if I could possibly make him another one. She said he told her “my quilt is gone and Sis won’t make me another one.”

I assured him that I would get right on it and make him another one. Unfortunately, he passed before I could complete it.

I loved sewing little pieces of fabric together and watching them grow into a quilt. I found that I could be overwrought about something in my own life and the hum of the sewing machine soothed my soul.

It reminds me of instructions straight out of the Bible from Psalm 46:10 “Be still, and know that I am God.”

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Phyllis Inniss 02/16/07
The things that give us pleasure, especially when we are doing them for others. Your grandmother felt this love as she crafted the quilt for her grandchildren with their names on it. The gift you inherited allowed you to feel the peace of the Lord while you heard the hum of the machine. You can find the Lord in unusual places. "Be still and know that I am the Lord."
Bonnie Way02/23/07
My grandma made a quilt for me with all of my cousins' name on it, so this brought back memories. Cute story. I like the bit about how our craft helps us through tough times.