Hilary again 🙂 My mom was an incredible quilter/sewer/seamstress. She was constantly working away on her Bernina (sewing machine) in her spare time. She was so precise with her craft, which you really have to be with sewing. It takes a lot of math, patients and a ton of knowledge. She was gifted in all three areas, and was crazy generous with her quilts—regularly giving them away as gifts.
When my mom was diagnosed with Pancreatic cancer I asked if she would sew one last quilt with me. I wanted to learn a bit more of her craft and continue her legacy. I quickly learned I was working with a pro. As we began our project, I realized how much work went into creating a quilt and how crazy-talented she was. She was so patient with me. I had grown up sewing with her, so I wasn’t starting from scratch, but making a quilt was a big undertaking—especially when she was slowly nearing the end of life.
The most favorite thing I learned about my mom in the process was that she cared far more about the inside of her quilt than the outside. Kimi was deliberate, and she would open back up the seams that were messy and ask me to re-sew whatever didn’t align. The lady who did the final quilting step commented that no one was as meticulous as Kimi, which made the woman’s job easier and the quilt top more beautiful.
Isn’t that true of us as well? The more we care for our insides, the better we look and feel externally! The more we address the pains in our lives and allow God to touch and heal us, the more we are able to smile freely. And God sometimes has to tear things open to fix us the right way. Sometimes we gotta let the Master Designer rip up a seam so it can be put back into alignment.