The Mystery Quilt is quilted, bound, washed and in the dryer on a very low setting. Tomorrow night it will be one of the silent auctions at a fundraiser for youth. The binding was hand stitched on this morning as I watched the Canada – USA men’s semi-final hockey game at the Sochi Olympics. Our boys dominated. It was a good game, worthy of being a final game for gold. Our women won gold in hockey against the USA yesterday. A nail biter, we were trailing 2-0 with four minutes left in the third. They tied it up with less than a minute to go, and scored a beauty to win in overtime.
A seminary classmate recently became a Canadian citizen. We exchanged comments on facebook the day of his swearing in. He said he felt conflicted over which country to cheer for since he now has dual citizenship. It got me to thinking about loyalty and what binds us. He has been an American all his life. We graduated from seminary at the same time. He had married while he was studying and recently he and his wife were blessed with a beautiful baby girl. Are relationships the glue, the possibilities provided through education opportunities, the ability to build a good life, freedom to make choices, love? What is it that forms and shapes our loyalty and love for country. Is it nostalgia, because this is the place of first breaths and discovery of the world’s wonder, the taste of fresh wild strawberries, the sound of the robin’s praise from the top of the maple tree bright with spring green leaves? Is it learning the national anthem through a daily repetition with classmates, to swim in clean, cool waters, to fall asleep to rain’s gurgle and drip on the roof? What is it that spawns patriotism?
Proverbs personifies loyalty and faithfulness. There appears to be some chance that they are fickle, able to forsake. Somehow we are to bind them to ourselves, absorb them into our being and live them for life abundant.
In life’s marvelous quirks and twists, I flip over the corner of the quilt for its portrait and I am reminded of maple leaves. “God keep our land.”
Proverbs 3:3 Do not let loyalty and faithfulness forsake you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart.
Mystery Quilt top – finished. It is called The Cat’s Meow by Debbie Caffery. I brought it down to the church this week to stretch and now am trying to find the motivation to get it quilted. I have five days. My prayer is to have it finished in time for a fundraiser on Saturday!
A week or so before Christmas, Facebook threw a page I might like on my news feed. It was a quilting page, over five thousand members. Silly me, I liked the page and now see great quilt projects a dozen times daily. There are some beautiful quilt pictures posted that really get the creative juices flowing. Boxing Day a member posted the first step of a Mystery Quilt. I wasn’t really interested until people started posting pictures of their fabric selections, finished blocks and I went snooping around the quilt stash at the church. A confluence of temptations. Needless to say, I have completed the first step and cut the pieces for the second. And, wouldn’t you know it, my sewing machine decided it needs maintenance. Which sucks because the closest technician is an hour away. I just might have to take a road trip tomorrow.
The floral fabric is older. There were two 36″ bolts of it in the church stash. I have no other clues as to its age. The blue batik was something I had bought thinking it would work with another project I had already purchased fabric for. It didn’t. The white is a bit stark, a pale orange or pastle pink probably would have worked better for the light background, but both those colours are not prominent in my stash, I care for neither.
I think I presently have well over a dozen projects at various stages of production. Another one won’t make any difference!
Daniel 2:19 Then the mystery was revealed to Daniel in a vision of the night, and Daniel blessed the God of heaven.
It’s been some time since I have felt up to giving some attention to this blog. Sorry about that. I’ve missed reading those blogs I follow, and those who follow me. Things were quite dreary for some time. I was diagnosed with hypothyroid and located a cyst in my breast all at the same time of dealing with the grief of my dad’s death. I am now on thyroid medication, it has helped with the depression symptoms, but I am still quite tired. Another round of blood work at the end of January will determine whether there is actually any stabilization of hormone levels.
On top of everything, we have had snow. LOTS of snow. It’s beautiful, serene, pristene, glorious. It brings extra time in getting ready to go anywhere. It involves brushing all of it off the vehicle, shovelling out the driveway, the sidewalk (otherwise they won’t deliver your mail), the steps into the house. December broke the record for snowfall for that month, over 100 cms. Compound those challenges with only seven hours of daylight and it is not surprising so many people suffer from S.A.D.D.
I didn’t sew much from September to December either. The interest just wasn’t there. I did manage to get a small banner completed for the lower hall at the church and two banners and two banner tops in yellow and white for the times in the liturgical year that call for those colours. I will get pictures up in a future blog. Promise.
This little project was originally a panel that had a variety of Christmas/winter images. I fussy cut all the images and reassembled the Christmas ones with some filler colours.
Merry Ukrainian Christmas, btw.
Luke 2:10-1110 But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for see—I am bringing you good news of great joy for all the people: 11 to you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is the Messiah, the Lord.
It’s been a tough two weeks. The not hoped for, daily prayed about, inevitable happened. God’s everlasting light shines upon my father. I will miss him dearly. Presiding at his funeral was the most uplifting experience, difficult but affirming. Ever held in the love of God, Dad went to tend the fields of heaven. I love you.
Luke 6:1-5 One sabbath while Jesus was going through the grainfields, his disciples plucked some heads of grain, rubbed them in their hands, and ate them. 2 But some of the Pharisees said, “Why are you doing what is not lawful on the sabbath?” 3 Jesus answered, “Have you not read what David did when he and his companions were hungry? 4 He entered the house of God and took and ate the bread of the Presence, which it is not lawful for any but the priests to eat, and gave some to his companions?” 5 Then he said to them, “The Son of Man is lord of the sabbath.”
Whaaaa? Christmas? I know, pushing the season conjures the urge to roll my eyes and tata the major retailers. However, when you are a quilter and have a project in mind for Christmas, it’s time to get at it. Our quilters at the church are creating banners for the sanctuary. We start tomorrow. I am in the process of getting a sample done so they will have something to follow. Here’s a preview.
Luke 2:1In those days a decree went out from Emperor Augustus that all the world should be registered.