My Mom Sewed for me…

There are so many things I could write about my wonderful Mother; but one fond memory I have is of the time and effort she spent sewing me beautiful clothing as I was growing up.  Believe it or not, in the late 1960’s and 1970’s it was actually less expensive to sew clothes than to purchase them.  This was in the days before there were big box stores full of manufactured clothes.  Although, my mother did not make all of my clothes, she would typically make me something special for each season.  I have very pleasant memories of going to the fabric store and pouring over pattern designs, choosing the right pattern out of the big filing cabinet and then the fun part of picking the fabric.  The possibilities were endless - and yet my mother would patiently allow me to look at each and every bolt of fabric, gently lead me from the wrong fabric and then allow me to pick the fun details like buttons and trims.  Once the purchase was complete, then the work began for my Mom.  I can see her hunched over our table cutting out the pattern, measuring and re-measuring, and then sewing the bits and pieces of material, bringing it all together to create the most stylish, stunning clothes - clothes that my friend’s often wanted!! 

Because the Lord has gifted me with “Big Picture Vision”, I have a hard time with the details.  As my Mom and I would pick out patterns and fabric - I could envision the finished piece, but I could not comprehend why she had cut out so many odd pieces of fabric and how all of those pieces could come together to create what I envisioned.  Yet, as my Mom sewed each piece into something special for me to wear - she was managing each little piece of fabric and thread.  She never left out a pattern piece and she never gave up - I saw her tear out tiny seams to make it all fit together properly and I also saw her finish each project to the end - giving me something gorgeous to wear and feel pretty in.

As I have been thinking about my Mom sewing for me, I realized that this is something my daughters have never known.  I have no idea how to even thread a machine or how all the pieces come together. But I had the privilege to trust that my Mom knew how take each piece and make it into my outfit.  I had faith in her each time we bought material ~ I just knew that soon I would be wearing something created just for me!   This just what God asks of me now, to trust Him to take all the little pieces of my life and to create something beautiful to bring Himself glory.  He allows me to be involved in the process, but it is always with His oversight of making sure that all the pieces fit together and to bring beauty out of all the threads and material fragments.  Often, I have to wait for the finished process, but it will be created just with me in mind and will fit me perfectly - because My Heavenly Father knows me even better than my earthly Mother.

I am thankful for a Mom who took time to sew for me and I am thankful for her example to me of how God brings all the pieces together to create something good & lovely for me.

Sandy