Today, as I sat covered by this quilt, I realized something. My life is much like this quilt. A quilt is many different patches sewn together to make a beautiful covering. Similarly, my life is many different seasons and situations sewn together to make something beautiful. And much like this quilt, I can pass part of it down to my children when they grow up, my legacy.
One thing that I find so beautiful about quilts is that they are rarely perfect. They are by nature a patchwork. Their design and the fabrics used, often tell a story. They become more valuable as they age. Many people love to have them laid around their homes as adornment. They can serve as a conversation piece or just a warm touch to the décor of a room.
My history, my legacy can be much the same. The experiences I’ve walked through, increase in value as I share their testimony over the years. My life is a patchwork of experiences and most definitely not perfect. My life tells a story. It reads of brokenness and redemption, of love and surrender. Now that I’m growing older, my life and testimony has grown to be a source of comfort and encouragement to those it’s shared with. It’s good to continue to share it and never forget how far I’ve come.
A quilt hidden away in a drawer or a box serves no purpose, but if it’s displayed and used then it has fullness. Our lives and testimonies are the same.
I wonder, what does the quilt of your life have to say? Do you keep it packed away in a box so nobody can see it, or do you share it openly and allow God to make it beautiful? We don’t share our testimony to boast of our sin, no we share it to show His strength. Our testimonies point to Jesus. Never be ashamed to use it, and for heaven’s sake, never come to the point when you feel you are “too good” now to share it anymore. It’s important to remember where we’ve come from.
Prayer Moment: God, thank You for the tapestry of my life. I know that You have redeemed me from so much. Thank You. Help me never grow so arrogant as to ignore or deny the depths from which You have rescued me. You alone came into my darkness and brought light. You alone led me into fullness. I am redeemed. You are the redeemer. I pray that You would give power to my testimony. Let freedom ring every time I speak of all You’ve done for me. Thank You for loving me. In Jesus name, Amen.
Blessed is he whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered. Blessed is the man whose sin the Lord does not count against him and in whose spirit is no deceit. When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long. For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; my strength was sapped as in the heat of summer. Then I acknowledged my sin to You and did not cover up my iniquity. I said, “I will confess my transgressions to the Lord”- and You forgave the guilt of my sin. Psalm 32:1-5