While visiting a sewing store recently, my attention was captured by beautiful quilts hanging everywhere—elaborate, colorful, strategically designed, with luxurious fabrics. Those quilts triggered precious memories of simple quilts tediously and lovingly put together by hands that invested the truth of God’s love and Word into my life.
I envisioned my great grandmother pulling a favorite dress, worn out and raveling, from the chiffarobe, laying it across her table, and precisely cutting it into strips. She would be thinking of how her dress would soon provide warmth and comfort for her five children.
Then, she took her husband’s shirt, ripped by barbed wire, carefully removed the buttons, cut it into squares. Laying her hand on the shirt she could feel his strength and her heart resonated with his work for his family. Stacking the strips and squares neatly in a box, she would slide them under her bed where they would wait for more pieces to complete her project.
She gathered all the remaining pieces and stuffed them into a pillowcase hanging on a nail. It was filling up with old dish towels, socks, and flour sacks to use as batting and backing for the quilt. Nothing was thrown away. There was a new use for everything.
The children’s clothes were mended, passed down, and eventually cut into shapes for a quilt. When she finally had enough to cover the big feather bed, she would sit by the fire at night and stitch each piece together using a needle and thread.
As she sat piecing the quilt top together, she would quietly pray. Every piece elicited a prayer for those who had worn them. She prayed for them to know and serve their creator and provider and she thanked God for His provision and protection. She took comfort in knowing that as she would gently tuck them in at night under this quilt, they would rest under a covering of prayers and under the Father’s wings.
Those were days of utility and purpose, a recycling of everything—a time of new creations. When we read how God created the heavens and the earth, we see order and attention to detail. We see His love and provision. Through Christ, we see His sacrifice that mends our brokenness. He makes all things new—new purpose—new life!
We come to Him broken, scarred and worthless in our sin. Yet, He carefully and gently removes the pain and the hurt and remakes us into new creatures for His glory. He fills us with His Spirit to make us his own unique design. He makes us a new creation to encourage and comfort others.
When Christ recreates us according to His likeness, He puts us in a group to serve. Each life brings a new story, a new experience, each changed and stitched together as part of His body. Our differences fade for the common unity of purpose—recycled and reconciled—for His Glory!