The “clean up” project prompted me to shift things around. The comforter would have eventually found its way to my bed “when I got ‘a round tuit’.” It has been packed for twenty years; it was too large for my twin bed.
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My mother, Pearl Showalter Frantz, had a large wardrobe of polyester dresses (polyester was popular three decades ago). Some of my “genealogy cousins” made this comforter from the fabric in the dresses. I can look at the various squares and visualize my mother in that outfit. A pleasant memory.
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Today I’m grateful for “The Comforter” that has been in my life for over six decades. Where would I be without my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ?? I shudder to think where I’d be!!
The Comforter Comes
Meet me here my emotions run so wild.
Calm the heart of your frightened child.Lord, this battle seems more than I can take.
Embrace me Lord as I’m about to break.Rush of emotions to vast to contain.
Struggles surround like a drenching rain.Draw me close to the calm of the cross.
Freedom I’ve gained much greater than my loss.Father, I’m broken, Jesus hear my pleas.
I lay it down as I fall here on my knees.I don’t know why You’ve brought me here.
There’s a plan I know, as You calm my fear.This path has brought me closer Lord to You.
I know You hold me, You will see me through.
Three Quarters & Counting 
What a treasure the quilt is. Looks beautiful on your bed