Last week I wrote about “Unopened gifts from God” and the
story got me thinking. (That is the point right?)
A few years ago Michele and I were in Lancaster County PA.
on a little vacation. We spent one day just looking through some of the shops
that featured hand-made items by people in the Amish community. One of the
shops we enjoyed was a quilt shop. As we were looking around we came across a
couple of quilts that really stood out. They were a little more colorful than
the rest and the patterns were somewhat unusual. As we were admiring the intricate hand
stitching and wondering at the patience it took to craft something so
beautiful. The shop owner came over to us to see if she could be of
assistance. We said how much we admired
a particular quilt and she told us that the woman who had made it was
blind. BLIND? Really? How?
Of course, at the time we were astonished that a blind woman
was able to create such beauty and a little sad that she would not be able to
enjoy her creation in the same way we could. Now I am thinking a bit
differently. Now I am thinking that she had received a gift from God and she opened it. I am thinking that her
gift had many layers and she was much richer for peeling those layers away.
That unknown Amish woman had patience. Having sewn a few quilts, albeit with a sewing machine, I
know the patience it takes to make those little pieces of fabric work together.
She had fortitude. Being blind it
must have been frustrating at times not to be able to see how her quilt was
coming together but she kept putting those pieces together.
We never met the blind woman with the amazing talent;
however, I like to think that being Amish she lived within a loving family
within a caring community….all gifts from God. Since she was already older when
we came across her quilts I hope she is with God now and has been rewarded by
Him in heaven with the gift of sight and that she is finally able to see people
enjoying her handiwork.
Gifts from God are not rare and the results are not always
immediate…..we just have to recognize them, open the box and have a little
patience that the pieces will come together.
God Bless You. Marge
That's a great way to think. We may never be able to take in or completely admire all the beauty there is to see, but there is coming a day when we will . Good job.
ReplyDeleteHow inspiring, Marge. And what a wonderful way of turning what many would consider a handicap into a gift. Thanks for sharing that story.
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