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Topic: Sewing (02/22/07)
- TITLE: Dear Mama
By Sheila Mills
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I went shopping today. Actually, I wandered around the mall for a few hours, gazing at display windows. I really wasn’t looking for anything in particular; just enjoying a day off…
I happened to go into a women’s clothing store and started mindlessly sorting through a rack of shirts. As I looked for flaws, such as missing buttons or torn seams, a long forgotten memory surfaced. In my mind, I watched while you did the same thing from decades ago. I remembered standing (impatiently!) beside you while you checked every inch of a dress or a blouse. It wasn’t long before I realized you weren’t admiring it – you were studying it; mentally calculating what supplies would be needed to recreate the garment currently residing on a wire hanger.
Your face was, in itself, a study in concentration. Stoic. Fully focused. Determined to solve any mystery the clothing manufacturers had dared to hide from you. When a simple grin appeared across your face, it meant only one thing – we were headed for the nearest fabric store to purchase the necessary items. To protest was pointless. Mama was on a mission.
I was always amazed by your ability to make clothes without the use of a pattern. Remember the dress with the fitted bodice and gathered skirt you made me when I was four-years-old? Or how about that lavender dress with the white apron overlay you made when I was five? After all these years, I still vividly remember them…
You could sew for hours. As for me, I had no desire to sew. Sewing came naturally to you. For me it was a barely tolerated irritation, best left in your capable hands. I remember several times coming home from school and getting cornered with, “Don’t go anywhere until you to try this on,” before this tomboy could escape out the back door and into the safety of the horse barn. You had me stand absolutely still (at least as humanly possible for me), while you scrutinized the fit of your latest sewing project. Then you would motion for me to turn around slowly while you checked for any unmatched seams, an uneven hemline or other no-no’s. You’d sigh if the seam ripper had to be used. You’d smile if your handiwork passed inspection. Whatever you sewed, you strived for perfection. Mama, did you ever realize the fruit of your labor always produced beautiful results?
Remembering your love for sewing reminded me of how God works to perfect us – carefully sewing new seams and mending old ones until we are transformed into His masterpiece. Sometimes the process can be labor intensive. At times it can be downright painful, especially when we experience those “hidden pins” of testing and trials. Yet, for some reason, He seems to think we are worth the effort – even if it takes Him one stitch at a time.
Thanks for the memory.
And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue His work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns. – Philippians 1:6 (NLT)
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