A week ago, I took my quilting project to church. Unlike at my house, our church has long tables, where I could do the final cutting and pinning without getting down on the floor.
After the intergenerational service, I stretched it out on one of the tables to be able to cut and pin without having to be on my hands and knees. Several girls came over and offered to help. They asked me questions about quilting, and I gave a quick overview.
I offered to teach them more at a later point. One girl said, "I've got nothing planned for today." But alas, I didn't anticipate their interest, and so I had no supplies.
Still, I let them pluck pins out of a box and help pin the fabric. I told them about how I had assembled the quilt, the top and the putting together of the 3 layers.
I also talked about why I was making it; it's a prayer quilt, like a prayer shawl, but made of different materials. We talked about the prayer shawl ministry and why quilts and blankets are such a comfort. We talked about our favorite quilts and blankets.
Our time was short, so I couldn't give a quick history lesson.
How I love quilting, one of the art forms that truly began in the U.S. I love an art form born out of adversity, like the lack of cloth, that shows such cleverness and thrift. I admire all the ways that humans have reinvented the form.
Maybe I'll make a quilt kit for the girls who helped me on Sunday. They wanted to make quilts for their dolls. I was so thrilled that children still played with dolls--and that they want to make things for them! I left feeling happy in so many ways.
We'll be quilting again at my church. We've got a day of service projects planned on September 7, and we'll be making at least one quilt for Lutheran World Relief. Maybe we'll gather once a quarter to work on quilts. Or maybe we'll just do it once and see what happens. We're already all so busy. But if people want to learn to quilt, it's hard for me to say resist.
feeling the feelings…
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