This Old Quilt

Of old you laid the foundation of the earth, and the heavens are the work of your hands. They will perish, but you will remain; they will all wear out like a garment. You will change them like a robe, and they will pass away, but you are the same, and your years have no end.

Psalm 102: 25 - 27

I have this old handmade quilt pictured above that my mom bought years ago, probably from one of the many craft sales that she visited up north while staying at their camper. The quilt is made up of many small unmatched squares of cotton fabric sewn together with great care. The back is covered by a soft flannel cloth.

This old quilt has followed me over the course of many years. It has become quite tattered and torn over this span of time. It has also become incredibly soft and pliable. If you saw it, you would certainly question why I still have that old thing.

This old quilt was once new and pristine as it layed upon my mom's bed in my parents camper on Mille Lacs Lake. Oh the cherished memories we have of the time we spent as a family in that sweet little camper. Fishing excursions, rock painting, big breakfasts and bon fires were the norm.

Time passed and the camper was sold. Mom was done with all of it, even the old quilt which at that time was in its prime; perfectly broken in but not yet tattered or torn.

My young family and I were not ready for the camper to go. Our girls were still so young and loved to spend time there. Sometimes things come to an end without much warning and way before you are ready.

Mom gave me the quilt after the camper was passed on. I don't think she fully knew the ache in my heart of this goodbye. The camper and the time we spent together there gave us roots, something that is so important to keep a family altogether. Letting it go felt like my roots were getting all dug up, again.

The quilt was, and still is such a comfort. It represents a period of time in my life that I cannot get back. It is a reminder of the roots that I once had and the security that they provided me.

Roots are so important. Roots bring stability and roots give strength. Yet, roots are unseen as they are buried deep into the earth to dig down into the soil and bring life giving nourishment to the plant. They are the unnoticed heroes that keep the plant alive and thriving.

If you have young children, give them roots. Don't let busyness take over your life and keep you from investing in this for them.

However, in this life the only thing we can truly set our roots into that doesn't change is God. He is the only thing that doesn't change.

“Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor stands in the path of sinners, nor sits in the seat of the scornful; but his delight is in the law of the Lord, And in His law he meditates day and night. He shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that brings forth its fruit in its season, whose leaf also shall not wither; and whatever he does shall prosper.”

‭‭Psalms‬ ‭1‬:‭1‬-‭3‬ ‭

Set your roots down deep in His Word. Build your life upon it and the passage of time will bring forth its wisdom and the blessings of obedience.

Pray with me...

Heavenly Father,

You are steady and unchanging and we praise You for that. Thank You that we can lean on You and You never move or change. Be our rock and foundation. Teach us to spend time in Your Word and to let our roots grow deep down into it. Steady us as the world seems to be self imploding. Be our strength, our hope and our refuge as we long for Your kingdom to come. In Jesus Name, Amen