My patchwork life

As I look back through my life, it looks like a patchwork quilt. Bits and pieces all thrown together. When you look at it too closely you can't see the beauty. When you step back you can see the artistry.

If you've ever seen a really old handmade quilt you'll see they differ greatly from ones sold in department stores. Quilts were made by piecing together fabric scraps. The scraps came from making clothing and other household goods. The quilt may have had lots of one fabric and perhaps only one scrap of another.

Sometimes you'd find scraps from a Sunday dress along with scraps from a dishcloth in the same quilt. My life has been like that. There have been scraps in my life of utter ugliness, but they are blended in with scraps of beauty. As I look at the quilt of my life I see the beauty of the design and am thankful for each of the scraps. If one scrap were missing then the design would be incomplete.

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