I have had many people ask if Terri would contribute to this fine blog of literary amusement from time to time, and yes, it has finally happened! Due to a tremendous amount of requests for a copy of the poem Terri's grandmother had written (as read by Terri in Columbus, OH and Phoenix, AZ) Terri compiled the following. Enjoy!
Here is the Quilt of Life Poem that was read in Columbus
1. We need to design what our “Quilt of Life” will look like – i.e. what do we want the end product of our life to be? We need to write it down so we see the pattern that we desire to make.
2. Don’t focus on the “gray squares”. They happen. This too shall pass. And when the gray does pass, it will be a beautiful backdrop for the rest of the colors of life…as long as we continue to press on despite the gray squares.
3. We need to start stitching! So many have a great plan for a quilt and then they get distracted with the good when the great awaits. They get afraid to do what it takes. They get focused on the color of the thread or the shape of the needle or how the thread and needle were recently changed and they lose sight of the Quilt they designed. It takes work, but the success of seeing your quilt come to fruition makes every stitch worth it.
God has great plans for each of us (Jer 29:11), so we need to make our Quilt of Life for His glory.
Quilt of Life
by Fern Estes
Golden Poet of the Year Award 1987
Our life here on earth is much the same
As a beautiful quilt on display
The pattern is there, we are given the cloth
To form the blocks each day.
As children, we choose the reds and the golds,
The pinks, the blues and the greens.
We have never yet seen the drabness that comes
With the shattering gray of our dreams.
We form the blocks haphazardly
With no thought of hues or design.
It is only when it is half finished
Do we notice the passing of time.
It is then we can see the red and the gold
More beautiful patches of gray.
Just like the darkest nights of our lives
Are made bright by the breaking of day.
As the quilt stretches out in my twilight years
And I add a few stitches each day.
I can see the touch of the Master’s Hand
As I look at those patches of gray.
Life wasn’t meant to be a an array
Of bright colored pinks and blue.
He knew there would be patches of gray
When He gave the pattern to you.
Sequel to the Quilt of Life
Silver Poet Award 1990
The quilt of life is nearly finished
Just a few more seams to run
Just a few more roads to travel
And [the] my journey will be done.
There were days when (my) life was sunny
There were days when the sky was gray
But when the quilt of life is finished
It will be a glorious day.
There will be no blocks unfinished
All complete and all made true
The colors blended like He promised
When He gave the blocks to you.
Yes, our lives are like patchwork
Stitched together with our love
Blues and pinks and grays together
Sent to us from God above.