Friday, April 11, 2008

A Quilt Story

This story accompanied the quilt that we received this week... thought I would share it with you all:



A Quilt Story

Once upon a time there was a family with seven daughters. All were charming and fair and very close to their family, especially their Grandmother. She was a wise, delightful woman who had taken the time to be with each granddaughter and loved each one immensely.

When the eldest daughter turned twenty, the Grandmother showed up early in the day to greet her with a beautiful package Рa large box covered in white shiny paper and a sparkling gold bow. The granddaughter ripped open the package hastily and uncovered a priceless treasure. Underneath the tissue was a linen quilt hand-stitched with homemade lace, appliqu̩, and with her name embroidered in silk. All of the daughters were amazed and the birthday girl cried as she hugged her Grandmother who had put so much time and love into this masterpiece.

As the years passed, each girl received a quilt on her 20th birthday. Most of the granddaughters cherished the gift but several took it for granted and neglected to care for it as they should. But the next to the youngest daughter, who had quite a special relationship with her Grandmother, longed for the day she turned twenty. She had spent hours dreaming of her quilt and sharing her plans with her Grandmother. She planned to save her gift for her wedding day and then to use it on her first bed. Later she would pass it on to her children and they would pass it on to the next generation.

Finally the big day arrived, her 20th birthday. Sure enough the doorbell rang and in walked her beloved grandparent. But instead of a big beautiful box, she had something unexpected in her arms… two long wooden beams and a stack of material. With a warm hug, she whispered to the child, “I have something extra special for you!” The granddaughter felt her face flush and her heart sink – where was her quilt? The Grandmother explained, “I want to teach you so many things, not just about quilting but I want this time together to share with you the wisdom of my years. Let’s work on this together.” The young girl feigned appreciation, took the gift, and quickly went to her room where she sobbed uncontrollably. She was so angry and disappointed. She threw the quilt frame and scraps into the corner, covered them with an old blanket and vowed that she would never accept this.

There were so many questions running through her mind. Why did her grandmother pick on her? She hadn’t made the others work for their quilt. Did she really consider this a gift? And the other sisters – ugh! It seemed they would all feel sorry for her now. Why? Why? Why? When she was the one who had taken care of her Grandmother last spring? Why, when one of her sisters had even lost her gift at college last year? Worse yet, as the days wore on, no one seemed to understand and she avoided it all – the items under the blanket in the corner and her Grandmother, who visited often asking her when they could get started …

There is no ending – yet. The moral of the story is that many women receive the beautiful gift of a child and take it for granted or even abuse it. When we conceive it is natural to expect what everyone else receives, a healthy child. But for whatever reason we were chosen. You were chosen to be the mother of your child. God is offering you not only the gift of a child but also a time of intimate training, guided by His loving hand. He wants you to sit down with Him and the scraps and He’ll show you how to piece them together.

Copyright 1999 by Teale Fackler and Gwen Kik

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Jacob,

I read your blog every day except the weekends because my computer is down but am gettting it back today. :-) Anyhow, I love the quilt and the story of the grandmother and the granddaughters. It's so true how parent's take children for granted. Your story has helped many parents appreciate their children more and their health. I know I do. I'm a good mom but so much more thankful for their health and greatness. Have a blessed weeekend.

Jenn in CA

Jessica mommy to Alex/ RTS said...

oh my goodness, this is beautiful. I hope you dont mind if I put this on my blog.

Anonymous said...

I pray for you often, Jacob. Since I haven't signed in a couple of days, I've got a lot to say! It's ok to want to be held by your mommy and daddy. Our Heavenly Father "holds" us all the time - pretty great. I'm glad you have a special sleeping spot on mom's chest; it's a safe,cozy place for both of you. I remember when my son would only sleep snuggled on my chest - have you been talking to him?!

Jacob, you truly are fearfully, wonderfully and downright adorably made! I am blessed by you and being a part of your special journey. I am grateful for the faith, love and determination of your family. My heart is filled each day as I read about you and pray for you. Your mommy, daddy, you and the rest of your family have all been "chosen" by God for an amazing journey.

Much love to all of you - Lynne B.

Michelle said...

W-O-W

Anonymous said...

wow, what a beautiful quilt and an amazing story! I am so moved by it all. I know I was one of those parents who took their little ones for granted, I am so ashamed of my past behavior. I was not abusive, but certainly not as grateful at times as I should have been. You and your family have given me and my boys a gift - I have been so thankful for them, our time together and the opportunities we have. I have been blessed by your journey with a new appreciation, and my boys have been blessed with a more "in the moment" Mommy. Thank you all, and thank you for using your gift.

with prayers and love - Cheryl

boltefamily said...

You are so right, many people do take for granted their children's health and their children. I know after being the CHOSEN mother to two little boys who are in Heaven, how precious each and every day is and what a gift our children truly are. Jacob is truly amazing!