I’ve been thinking about last week when I went to buy the binding for my Stars in the Garden quilt. I started that quilt about 25 years ago and pulled most of the fabric for it then, only finishing it this year. I bought the backing fabric after finishing the top, maybe a month or two ago. It was hard to find something that felt like the same vintage as the fabrics in the quilt.  I looked at 2 fabric shops–American Quilting and Fabric Mill. I had to find something that worked.

I returned to Fabric Mill last week to find the binding fabric. After looking at every fabric in the shop, I finally noticed one that might do the job. It was the only possibility in the shop that worked. I went with it. I felt like I was at the mercy of the fabric shop selections. It was quite good, but was it perfect? Maybe not perfect. It was a fabric with a bias print, so I had to cut the binding not on the bias. Not perfect, but good.

I‘ve been thinking that Heavenly Father probably works in the same way–he has to work with what we give him (what’s in the room or shop). There may not be any other available options at that time. Like we are the people in the room right now to work with on this mission. We may not be perfect, we probably aren’t perfect, but we are all that He has right now. We’ll have to do. So we’ll go and He’ll make the best of us. I wonder if He’s wishing He’d had more options in the room. Probably.

Here are the blocks before I put them together: