My heart stuttered and stammered that this couldn't be for me. Completely over come by such extravagance. But during this past year of my journey with cancer, hundreds of fingers were threading their prayers into tangible expressions of hope and love. From all around the country - even the world - an organizational feat! Each square a miracle of grace. Such exquisite art, incredible colors, precious memories and my favorite verses and hymns! The hearts of my dear friends quilted together in one piece. What love! And isn't this the body of Christ? Such beauty, warmth, and hope!
Gently I carried it home, and though the thermometer was dipping to 18 degrees the tenderness in the quilt warmed me to my core. Curling up on the couch I opened it wide all around. I looked up each verse and traced each stitch with my fingertips for hours. . . to late to tell. Simply Marveling.
And when I count my blessings ~ I count each of you many times over! Thank you!!!