I was fascinated by the quilts
and the linens yesterday.
After I got married,
Mama turned my room into a quilting/sewing room.
She had a wooden frame like they used
when she was a little girl.
She told us stories of how the children would
sit under the quilting frame and listen
to the ladies in the community talk.
Mama's family had their own community
among themselves with three sisters
Granny, Grandmother, aunts and cousins.
The girls were expected to make their own quilt.
Mama made her first one when she was 8 years old.
Community was something you didn't
have to look very far to find.
Everyone helped each other.
If there was a need in the community
or someone was burned out,
Granny would bake some larded biscuits
and grab a couple of quilts
to take the family.
She always said,
"At least they will be warm and won't go hungry."
One thing that we are lacking today is community.
I never realized how much until my parents died.
I struggle with my place in the church now.
I long for community. I long for a place to belong.
Because you see, we really do need each other.
The Early Church knew community.
"All the believers were one in heart and mind.
No one claimed that any of his possessions
was his own, but they shared everything they had."
Wouldn't need welfare, would we?
"Now you are the body of Christ,
and each one is a part of it."
1 Corinthians 12:27
We Really Do Need Each Other,