Sometimes I have things to say that have nothing to do with sewing. This is one of those times.

I have two personal goals for my life that, if I accomplish them by the end of it, I will consider myself successful. First, I want to learn how to love. Second, I want to be kind. If all you ever know about me is that you felt love and experienced kindness through me, then I will be satisfied.

That is the lens I am doing my best to use as I address the topic of gay marriage.

Two more things you need to know about me: I follow Jesus Christ, and my brother is gay.

Please understand, I do not relish conflict. I grew up in a culture where it was demanded that personal beliefs be rigorously researched, and inferior arguments reflected the inadequacy or illegitimacy of the belief. The results of said arguments left the losing party feeling rejected, misunderstood, and unloved. So my reticence to engage with controversial topics is, by admission, a learned, self-protective behavior.

But when someone I love more than words could ever express came out a decade ago, I was sent on a journey into the depths of my own heart, my own fears, and my own faith. Now, in light of the polarizing nature of yesterday’s Supreme Court ruling, and recognizing that behind many vehemently-expressed beliefs is real pain and some confusion, I think it is time to speak.

There are several principles that guide my perspective on the matter of gay marriage. First, each individual person does not exist alone but represents his or her family, culture, whatever groups he or she belongs to, and his or her ancestry. So as much as I am my own unique self, I am also a female, White, Southern, Christian, middle-class, university-educated, English-Scottish-Irish-German-Cherokee American 30-year-old pregnant newlywed in 2015. The values of these groups, both good and ill, have nurtured my innate genetic composition to shape who I am, and though I might not exhibit all qualities associated with these groups, I am comfortable representing them.

I believe this principle is important in addressing gay marriage because the complexities of the issue depend on the interplay between individuals and groups. As with any controversial issue, cases might be made to defend individual situations, thus allowing for the creation of arbitrary, exclusionary criteria on both sides. But such criteria only further confusion between sides, and as it is a much lighter cognitive (and, in this case, emotional and spiritual) load to generalize the characteristics of an opposing group rather than understand its nuances, an individual, case-by-case approach is seldom used. Hence the parades, demonstrations, and stereotypes.

This reflects my second principle: multiple realities exist depending on how individuals experience the same situation. What is inoffensive to one person is extremely hurtful to the other. One party may not intend to hurt the other, but the innocence of one’s motives does not negate the consequences (i.e. experience of pain) affecting the other. (I am sure that few drunk driving incidents are motivated by people desiring to cause suffering, yet no one begrudges victims and their families the right to strong emotional reactions, however penitent the sobered driver may become.)

I don’t think Christians who publicize their Biblically-based beliefs about homosexuality do so with the intent of causing pain. I would imagine they are applying the phrase “speak the truth in love” to the best of their abilities. But the motive to love can get lost in translation (ask any pregnant woman with an aversion to belly rubs), and I postulate that it is rare for a gay person to feel loved when, for example, Bible verses are quoted at them.

This relates to the fundamental question which divides sides: is homosexuality biologically based, or is it learned behavior? Each side has its reasons for believing the way it does, solid evidence and proofs based in experience and third-party input (such as the Bible, research journals, or anecdotal evidence from others). These perspectives are, I believe, both valid, for if I can say that my personal experience with the Love of God through Jesus convinced me of His truth, then I must also allow that others’ personal experiences are equally valid in drawing them to their conclusions. Beliefs shape realities. The failure to validate or acknowledge a different reality negates the possibility of relationship.

And relationship is key. It is, in the end, the only thing that matters in a Christian worldview. The phrase “personal relationship with Jesus Christ” motivates evangelists and believers to continue in their faith, to “preach the gospel”, “go forth into all the world, teaching them to believe”. The Bible reflects a resurrected Christ who has delegated authority to those that follow Him, such that, as much as Almighty God limited Himself to become a human capable of experiencing suffering and death, so He has also limited Himself to partnering with people to accomplish His will. It is God’s desire to demonstrate His love through people who love Him.

That puts the proverbial ball in Christians’ court. If we are interested in following the Father of Jesus Christ, then we are interested in loving. It then behooves us not just to love from our own perspective but to learn whether what we consider loving is actually effective in accomplishing our intent. (Does that mama really want her belly rubbed, or do I take the time to respectfully ask if my touch is welcome? Maybe she’d consider $10 for diapers a more salient means of expressing affection for her child.)

Sometimes the hardest question to ask is, “How are you experiencing me?” Does my behavior make you feel safe or defensive, accepted or rejected, happy or angry? What about my words? Trust is the foundation of relationship, so if someone cannot trust me, then there is little chance that person will listen to what I have to say. My well-intentioned Scripture quotation is a “clanging gong” – there is no love detected by the listener.

Best practices in conflict resolution often refer to making “I-statements”, but it takes a tremendous amount of courage and trust to articulate the tenderest parts of one’s heart, especially when the person one is addressing has not demonstrated trustworthiness, but often the opposite. I cannot say I have had many frank conversations with my brother about how my faith makes him feel, or even how he experiences me, but I can make an educated guess. To simplify the exchange, I like the sentence, “I feel _______ when you ______.”

I imagine him saying something like this: “I feel rejected when you tell me homosexuality is a sin.” Or he might say, “I feel hurt / confused / angry / defensive / unsafe / afraid / sad / alone / annoyed / misunderstood / misrepresented / unable to relate to you / shut down / disgusted / unloved / helpless / judged / belittled / accused / grieved / ashamed / hated / apathetic / numb…” If my expression of love – “speaking the truth in love” – is eliciting any of those emotions, whether or not I as an individual caused them (here is where group identity comes into play – I acknowledge that as a representative of a group, I appear responsible for things which I personally had no hand in instigating), then I have failed to communicate love. If I love this person, then the impetus is mine to change how I am communicating until I have accomplished my goal. And that can begin with something as simple as an apology: “I am so, so sorry that you felt those things as the result of my behavior. That was not at all what I wanted. How can I help you to regain your trust in me?” In saying so, I invite Jesus to partner with me to express unconditional love to this person. It is His responsibility to change hearts. It is mine to give Him the opportunity.

But how can someone experience love without trust? And how can I be trusted when I represent the enemies of one’s heart? And if I am not actively pursuing the demonstration of an opposite reality than the current one (i.e. “Christians hate me, so God must hate me”), then I am working against the One whom I profess to represent.

The Bible asks, “What shall separate us from the love of God?” God forbid the answer be, “Christians.” So as a follower of Jesus Christ, let me take the time now to examine my heart, to make relationship my highest priority, to acknowledge and validate the pain of those whom Christians have rejected, to “bind up the broken-hearted”, and to create an experience of kindness instead.

My ability to love has nothing to do with the Supreme Court, nor whether the Bible I believe in condones a dissenting perspective. The New Testament is full of stories in which Jesus’s best friends disagree with Him, yet He continued to love, even until the very end, even this very day. How much more is He accepting of people who have every reason to dismiss Him, having no experience of the love He embodies. How dare I approach Him in any other manner than to say, “If I’m going to fall, let it be from leaning towards learning to love.”

Because this is one of my life’s goals: to learn how to love. If I do not take into account the fact that my expressions of love might be ineffective, then I have ceased to learn, and I have failed.

Jesus commands two things: love God, and love others. This fulfills the Bible. This is what life is about. Anything hindering that is not worth mentioning.

P.S. To J & A: I love you. That is all.

          

For one of my goals this quarter, I decided to try to finish some quilts I’d started years ago but never finished. This was one of them! After making a bright, bold baby quilt for a friend, I took the same approach for myself, piecing favorite chunks of colorful scraps together and selecting a thrifter sheet for the backing. Because the front is so busy, I went with a single-color binding. As I quilted spontaneous zigzag lines, I noticed a stain on the backing, so I hand-stitched a random charm square to hide it! I quite like the effect!

After washing and crinkling, the quilt finishes at 53×72 inches, just right for a light-weight throw! I love how it turned out, and I love finding fun, memory-filled fabrics in it. I think it will inspire fun “I Spy” games in the future!

I am attempting to finish some quilts stashed in my wardrobe. This one I started last year. All finished, it measures about 36×42 and could be a baby quilt or a “soaking quilt”, a lap quilt to drape over oneself when spending time resting with God.

   
 

The back is a soft sheet from a thrift store, while the front is chambray and quilting cotton. I really enjoy making quilts of this size because they allow for more detailed quilting, and the sense of satisfaction at completion comes sooner! It also gives me a smaller form to play with design without the commitment of a much larger quilt. Hoping to make many more of these in the future!

With several friends pregnant and due either side of me, I’ve been working on quite a few baby gifts! Originally I intended sets of three items per child, but as showers began, I just went for whatever felt sweet at the time.

        

Of all the babies, only one is a girl! Her parents are big University of Tennessee fans, so I had fun using bold orange and figuring out an alternative to a bow tie bib. 

The bonnet pattern is from The Purl Bee, and the elephants are from Sew, Mama, Sew. Bibs, stuffed kitties, and “changing cones” are all original patterns. All told, it’s four bibs, four elephants, three sets of cones, one bonnet, and two kitties. Not bad, I think, and the first baby is due this week! Can’t wait to start meeting the little ones I’ve lovingly stitched for (mine especially, of course!)

        

Back in March, a grandmother and aunt contacted me about some Disney character signatures they collected at a recent trip to Disney World. They had purchased a fat quarter bundle in pinks and purples and had characters Sharpie their names on the fabric. Now they wanted them set in a quilt for their granddaughter / niece’s fifth birthday.

Needless to say, I accepted the commission. We met at JoAnn’s to talk about design, size, color, etc. For me, it was a foray into working with a client on a purely professional level. I enjoyed the process, and I came away encouraged that, though the colors and content are not at all my preference, I’d still be able to create a quilt that reflected me as an artist.

I love the wobbly quilting and the way the eye dances around the irregular signature blocks. I had fun developing a procedure for constructing the top in an efficient manner without planning it to death, thus losing its spontaneous, energetic quality. And most of all, I love that it’s finished! It is 59×73 inches and consists of fabric from JoAnn’s, machine-pieced and quilted but self-bound by hand. 

Happy birthday to my globe-trotting brother! Remembering his positive response to a Dresden Plate block he’d seen on my design wall, I made a toss pillow cover for him! 

 

French seam flange and envelope back not pictured. The center is a yoyo turned upside down, and the spider web stitches were a fun experiment! Best of all, he loved it!

Oh my… This blog has not been touched in sooooo long! I have my reasons, of course:  intensity at work, pregnancy exhaustion, first year of marriage hiccups, life in general. But my favorite reason is because the projects I’ve been working on have been so time consuming, and having given myself a few months on each, I am only now beginning to complete them!
  

Meet Chocolate Milk. He is the constant companion and security object of a favorite little friend of mine. He’s been around for a bit, and the child’s parents have searched for years for a suitable backup, should anything ever happen to him. Sadly, he was purchased from a nondescript drug store, and his origins are completely untraceable. But Mom had an idea:  why not just make a duplicate? She went to great lengths to find the perfect fabric, finally locating it at a shop near her hometown in Canada (we live in the American South!) Only one problem:  Mom was way out of her depth in attempting the project.

Of course, when asking me, she offered to pay, but with an idea about the challenges ahead, I refused. Instead, I came over one evening to play, making a game out of taking measurements and notes, even a short video, noting the unexpectedly high number of seams and pieces visible only under closest inspection. Y. I. K. E. S. I didn’t count the seams or pieces. I didn’t want to psych myself out.

  

     
I am so thankful I did not count the hours of calculations, sketches, hand-stitches, fudges, declarations of “I am genetically gifted with my granddaddy’s engineering precision!” and moments of “I give up, so this will have to be good enough!” All that melted away when she opened the package to find her friend, holding it tight and snuggling her face into its neck.

This little summary really doesn’t do justice to the care, thought, and emotion of the project, but that’s okay. It’s the way with anything lovingly homemade. There is this sweetness and satisfaction and joy in pouring yourself into something while carrying a person in your heart, such that the making is part of the giving and the pleasure of the recipient is only part of that delight. I enjoyed the challenge, but my sweet little friend made the challenge worth it. I’m so thankful for her presence in my life, and so thankful to be able to give her what no one else could. What a tremendous honor and pleasure!
But NO! I will not be doing this again any time soon! ;-)

I’ll make this short and sweet.

  

My to-finish list this quarter includes my two holdovers from last quarter which, at this point, are tops, backs, and batting awaiting services of my long-arming friend.

I have been consulting on a large-ish quilt for a Disney-loving little lady, but I’ve yet to firmly decide whether to take on the project. If I do, it needs completed by June.

“Baby Sets” refer to the number of friends pregnant along with me! Among my friends, there is one baby due per month between June and September. I’d like to get all the shower sewing done in one go, so I’ll make four of everything (probably a quilted bib, a softie, and an article of clothing). 

I cut all the pieces for the X+ quilt I’m working on for a friend. It won’t be a proper finish, but I’d like to at least finish the blocks and piece the top.

  

Not sure if I will get to any lap quilts, but I may be able to complete a few holdovers from my Lillian’s Stitches days. (Apologies for the poor lighting.)

   

 

Two Soaking Quilts are ready for quilting as well! Can you tell I am trying to clean out my wardrobe of incompletions?

Finally, I volunteered to make a new version of a four-year-old’s favorite stuffed monkey. Chocolate Milk will be remade in pink, but the project is a bit daunting as the original has lots of pieces and cannot be taken apart for a pattern. Yikes! Here’s hoping it works!

  

Linking up with the 2015 Finish-Along!

This is why I don’t throw away tiny scraps.

   

 

While in England, I hand-pieced half-square triangles trimmed from corners of bee blocks into a free-form unit, then later added swaths of favorite fabrics. The piece was up on my design wall until inspiration struck. I folded the piece in half, then drew a rough outline of a kitten on a scrap of junk mail lying around. After cutting out the kitten, I decided to line it with batting, so I dove into my scraps there, too. A few quick stitches later, he was ready to stuff stiff and ladder stitch finished. He came together so quickly that I expect to make more! But maybe I will omit all the hand-stitching.

I got teary when he was done. I could easily imagine, really for the first time, tiny fingers grasping the tail, or tiny gums chomping on the ears. And he coordinates with the two baby quilts, so he will be right at home in the nursery, like a first friend. Hard to believe it’s all really happening, but little by little (or should I say kick by kick?) it’s sinking in:  in a few short months, I get to meet my first baby!

We have come to the end of the first quarter of 2015! I had four quilty goals, and though I made tremendous progress, I only fully completed two. My first was a baby quilt, and this second is – surprise! – also for the baby!

      

I pieced the top from sampler blocks, then sandwiched it with two layers of batting scraps and a favorite IKEA print on the back. I think all that wacky batting affected the tension as I wrestle-quilted each block separately. Going back and sinking threads was also time consuming. But over all, I love it! Until the little one is ready for tummy time, it may drape over a crib or changing space to facilitate vision development. Mommy will at least love looking at it – if I can ever tear my eyes away from him once he is here!

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