For my eighth birthday I received a special gift from a family friend.
It wasn't a pogo stick, (something I desperately wanted at the time) nor was it another piece to my collection of games, dolls and toys.
I received a gift that I would have to work hard at to make it into something beautiful.
That day I received 10 fat quarter pieces of pink, blue and green fabric. At the time I appreciated them, but I wasn't sure how to use them or where to start.
I took this project out again today, and thought "Wow! I did this?"
Sometimes when we look back at life and realize how overwhelmed we once were from a certain task or decision that we had to make, and then we realize that this once overwhelming thing has become a beautiful peace of work. A quilt wasn't on the list of being extremely important, but I look at this quilt and it reminded me that hard things, usually turn into something beautiful and amazing if we continue to work at it. This quilt took me a long time to finish, but life is not race. right? I am not suggesting that a person take 17 years to get something done, but what I am saying, is that tasks that seem so big will eventually become smaller with hard work. The gift of hard work seemed more beautiful in my eyes, than the store bought quilt.