The Miracle  Quilt

Like all of us, this woman grew old.

In her aging, she went blind.  And yet, she continued to sew, and diligently prepared squares by hand in preparation for more of her beautiful quilts.

Neighbors tell us that this old, blind woman would sit on her porch and hand sew the edges of each section square,  nine small section squares to one large square.

This dedicated and talented woman could not see, and yet she was producing beauty, giving the world part of her essence and baring her soul in her art work.

Like all of us in life, and because she was blind the small squares were not perfect.  Because she could not see, some of the patterns were on the wrong side of the material.

Each small square was cut by hand and with scissors.

All the time and effort this blind old woman did, giving her love through her work on the patches.  One at a time, and by the hundreds.

Alas, the old blind woman died and went to Heaven.

All the patches were placed in a large paper grocery sack and ended up in a neighbors garage for over 12 years.

One day a man and wife were driving around town and stopped at a yard sale.  The man got out and his wife hesitated and wanted to stay in the car.  After several moments, the wife had an inspiration to join her husband.

Looking around the yard sale she came upon the paper bag and discovered the beautiful patches.  Asking about them, the neighbor told her the story of the blind old woman.  She purchased the bag and returned home.

The woman pulled out all the patches and noticed that they were beautiful, and yet not perfect because the woman was blind and could not always detect the orientation.

Subsequently the woman started ironing and pressing the patches so they would resume the square configuration.  As she was doing this, she could smell the old woman's work as the steam floated up to her face.

Nine patches per square, and day upon day, week upon week the woman finished the miracle quilt.  And like all us humans, the quilt is not perfect.  It is made with love and a lifetime of doing what the old woman did best.

We choose to believe God had a hand in seeing the old blind woman's dream of her quilt being finished.

We also believe that the woman who had the inspiration to join her husband at the yard sale was an instrument of God, in seeing that the old blind woman's quilt was finally completed 12 years after she had died.

Can you raise the dead?  In a manner of speaking you can.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

We don't know the name of the old blind woman, but we do know that her spirit, her love and the beauty of her work lives on today..

This is a real story,  believe it or not!