The rest of the Quilt Story...

Today I wanted to share with you the last of the

three quilts sent to a set of three girls...

If you are just joining the story, you can catch up

here and here.

I pulled out a quilt top that I actually had started

several years ago... and

until now, I didn't know how to finish it.

When I pulled it out of my closet, I prayed that it would

bring a little light to a really dark set of days.

You see, these three girls were the children

of a helicopter pilot that worked for our company.

His job was to fly workers from an oil rig

back to the mainland after their shifts were over.

This particular day, we received word that our pilot's

helicopter went down. We weren't sure of the outcome,

but the initial reports weren't promising.

Unfortunately, six out of twelve souls were lost that day.

This set of sisters lost a Daddy.

The thought of it all was overwhelming.

I can't promise tears didn't fall on these little quilts

and yet I just couldn't stop sewing.

I wanted to do something, and yet there was 

nothing to do...not really.

In times like this I run to the Lord. 

I prayed and ask

for Him to give them comfort, peace and for grace .

By the end of the weekend, all three quilts 

were finished, wrapped and tied up in love.

My prayer was that they would provide

warmth and comfort and invisible hugs

all in the memory of their Daddy...

A friend to many, a husband to a sweet lady

that loved him dearly and the father of some 

of the most precious little ones around.

I will carry them with me for the rest of 

my life and continue to pray that they know

they are all loved beyond measure.

In Honor of Captain Jay.

You are loved and missed...