Beautiful quilts and I will bet your DMIL was a beautiful lady. I am sorry for your loss but you know she is up there doing what she loves. When our daughter passed away in Jan. this year I had them put a quilt that I had made for her in the casket with her. It was well used but she loved it.
Prayers are with you and your family. And a service given around her quilts was a wonderful thing.

What a wonderful way to honor her. Love and prayers going out to you and your family on your loss

What a sweet tribute to your DMIL. Sorry for your loss, and hopefully you can remember the better times over the end. It is obvious she was well loved. I hope I am remembered so kindly when it is my time to go. You did a wonderful thing for her.
God bless you and yours.

What a beautiful tribute. So sorry for your loss.

Your DMIL is in the best LQS there is. What a nice service for her.


Quilt of Holes

As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord along
with all the other souls.

Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many
piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together
into a tapestry that is our life.

But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how
ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant
holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been
difficult, the challenges and temptations I was faced with in every day
life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of
all.

I glanced around me . Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny
hole here and there, the other tapestries were filled with rich color
! and the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was
disheartened.

My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together, threadbare and
empty, like binding air.

Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up to the
light, the scrutiny of truth. The others rose; each in turn, holding up
their tapestries. So filled their lives had been. My angel looked upon
me and nodded for me to rise.

My gaze dropped to the ground in shame . I hadn't had all the earthly
fortunes. I had love in my life, and laughter. But there had also been
trials of illness, and wealth, and false accusations that took from me
my world, as I knew it. I had to start over many times.. I often
struggled with the temptation to quit, only to so me how muster the
strength to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in
prayer, asking for help and guidance in my life. I had often been held
up to ridicule, ! which I endured painfully, each time offering it up to
the Father in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the
judgmental gaze of those who unfairly judged me .

And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and I had to
accept it for what it was.

I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the light.
An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others who
stared at me with wide eyes.

Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me . Light flooded the many
holes, creating an image, the face of Christ . Then our Lord stood
before me , with warmth and love in His eyes. He said, 'Every time you
gave over your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My
struggles.
Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me
shine through, until there was more of Me than there was of you.'

May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine through!

God determines who walks into your life ...it's up to you to decide who
you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.'

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What a moving way to share her life.
Blessings to your family.

What a great way to display a good portion of her life. My sympathy and prayers to you.

That is so beautiful.

A beautiful tribute to a wonderful DMIL. So sorry for your loss.

What an exquisite memorial.