One Sunday, I opened up the large tote full of random tiny flannel pieces, and started piecing them together. Not intending to make anything except to make them not so small. This seemed fun, so I kept doing this. Every Sunday I would sew another block and stick it on the wall. Look at it, and see how it made me feel. I started calling this my Sunday quilt after the blocks kept getting bigger.
Then, my sewing slowly shifted. I wanted to make quilts. I wanted to embrace everything domestic that is currently in this home-making stage of my life. The Etsy shop is still there, and I will still randomly put stuff in it when I feel inspired to. It just will not be the same it has been. Cloth menstrual pads are a medical device according to the FDA. So, no more making pretty panty decorations for me. I had a long time customer tell me "Maybe God has something else special for you." And, that just made my day. She is so right. Psalm 32:8: "The LORD says, 'I will guide you along the best pathway for your life. I will advise you and watch over you.'"
So, I went back to making my Sunday quilt. Adding squares. Wondering how these would all fit together.
And, with each block, the pieces started coming together and looking so happy next to each other.
AND Texas got snow. Lots of fluffy snow.
Hubby was so gracious to stand and hold it (on a ladder!) for me. Thank you sweetie!
A closeup of the back :)
God puts in our hearts what to do even when we are not sure how pieces could possibly come together. He can make all the tiny pieces in your life beautiful. warm. and happy.
Now, onto that Saturday quilt top that has yet to be finished...