Marian at Seams To Be Sew is celebrating World-wide Quilting day by playing hostess to the Quilt Qwazy Queens blog hop and I am happy to be able to join in on the Qwazy Queen fun! The theme this year is "qwazy"... (btw, the details for the give away, as well as the list of hop participants will be at the end of this post.)
I have had in my collection of patterns this Quick-piece Crazy Quilt pattern and template set that came from Mrs. Miller and I have long wanted to use it. And finally the perfect time and occasion arrived!
I am a firm believer that every woman needs to have a circle of friends that will be there for you in all of the ups and downs of life... girlfriends that will laugh with you and cry with you, stand up for you, but still let you know (gently) when you are in the wrong. We straighten another's crown without telling the world it was crooked. We listen to each other... not just what they say with words... but what they say from their hearts.
I am fortunate and blessed to be able to say that I have this circle of friends, some that I have known for 20 years, some for just a few years... We try to get together for a "perfect girls" weekend two to three times a year. Those that can attend may vary, (sometimes the group is larger, and sometimes small and intimate) but the fact that we have each other's backs never changes. We never have great plans for activities... mostly we just hang out and chat, share devotional times, prayer concerns and prayers for each other. We take turns preparing meals and cleaning up... laugh and usually stay up waaaaaaaaaaay too late.
We have helped and supported each other through job losses and career changes, divorces, moves, surgeries, major and minor health issues and aging parents. We have celebrated graduations marriages of children and births of grand-babies.
At one weekend, one of the ladies shared this special story that she found on the web... it sums up our circle of friends to a tee!
With a quick glance, I knew they were on a girls’ weekend.Lots and lots of laughter, the kind that draws attention and curiosity from anyone in earshot.
That afternoon, I saw two of them in the elevator. When I commented on how much fun they seemed to have, they smiled and nodded. One replied,
The conversation left an impression on me. While I’d always treasured my girlfriends, I’d never thought about needing them with age. And if I’m being honest, it’s only been in recent years that I’ve taken their words to heart.
I understand what they meant when they emphasized the importance of girlfriends as my age group faces hardships we couldn’t imagine when we were young and carefree.
Last February, I found the advice these women gave me validated when my dear friend Emily, who I met when our daughters became friends, lost her husband Joe in a plane crash. What they had was . To have it end early and suddenly was unfathomable, unfair, and hard to comprehend.
As I left Emily’s house the day after Joe’s death, I sat in my car and reflected on everything I’d witnessed. It wasn’t just the food being carted in, the affection showered on the family, or the fact that so many people had dropped everything to drive or fly to Birmingham.
And they knew her well, they could do a lot to lighten Emily’s load.
When I arrived at Emily’s house the morning after Joe’s death, for instance, someone asked if I’d write his obituary. I agreed, of course, and was given the names of surviving family members to start with. My intention was to write a rough draft and let Emily fill in the blanks.
But guess what? Emily didn’t have to fill in blanks, because Together they recalled pertinent details of Joe’s life: the special dates he planned with his daughters, how he graduated first in his law school class, which law firms he’d worked with, his role as basketball commissioner, his love for their church mission trip to Maine – the list goes on.
As they talked and I typed, I found myself wondering:
All over Emily’s house, huddles of women were taking care of business. As I passed a group from her church, I heard them planning the visitation and family luncheon before the funeral. “Emily wouldn’t like that, but she would like they said. “Why don’t we give her option A and option B?” . She was given an obituary to proofread, options for Saturday, and updates from friends handling small matters so Emily could reserve energy for big ones.
Our girlfriends can’t save us, because only Christ can fill that role, but
It’s hard to nurture friendships when you’re busy raising kids.While faith keeps you standing, friends and family hold your hand as you slowly move forward. They help you find a new normal. They meet you for yoga, bring Starbucks to your home, take your kids for ice cream, plan a girls’ beach trip for your Mother’s Day, get your dog groomed, text you Scripture and encouragement, continue coming to town to check on you, and show love in a million heartfelt ways.
Having great friends is largely a matter of being a great friend. And in her greatest time of need, she reaped the benefit. I hope this story comes as a friendly reminder of why girlfriends matter in good times and bad, laughter and tears, and through the highs and lows that reveal who’s with us for the long haul, and who’s willing to share in our suffering so that one day, when we’re laughing again on the beach, there will be a history that makes the laughter sound richer and stirs the curiosity of anyone in earshot.
The name of each lady in the group has been embroidered on a part of the crazy blocks as well as specially selected scripture references.
When I was ready to quilt it I knew that I wanted to include a blessing and a prayer.
The blessing from Numbers 6:24-26 is quilted into the center of the quilt...
The border of the quilt has a special prayer...
I thought I was done with it. All I needed to do was wash it and photograph it. But every time I walked into the guest room and saw the quilt on the top of the stack of quilts that currently reside there I KNEW it needed something more. It DESERVED something more... It is a crazy quilt. They are supposed to be heavily embellished with fancy stitches and ribbons! This one was, well, rather plain...
But I had other projects I needed to get to... deadlines... I kept saying "I don't have time". But I found myself unproductive and unfocused because of that crazy quilt! The Crazy Quilt was making me CrAzY! 😜
One day, after a week of it taunting me, I finally submitted and grabbed the quilt and headed to my Babylock Jazz. I started doing random back and forth lines... around the quilted scripture, names and scripture references.
Once that was done I was able to move on... and, Oh, how I love it!
The backing and binding of the quilt feature little lambs and hearts...
I can honestly say that I am not sure where I would be without these special ladies! And one of these special gals will be the recipient of this quilt that has been blessed from above and made with love.
Tell me about your special crazy friends...
How often do you get together?
Where do you go?
What sort of activities do you do?
I'd love to hear from you...
Below is a full list of hop participants. Be sure to visit to see all of the crazy projects that are being shared. And before I forget, here are the give away details...
Marian at Seams To Be Sew has secured two $35 gift certificates to the Fat Quarter Shop. Follow the directions on the rafflecopter link.
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