A few weeks back I discussed that I’ve always wanted to learn how to sew, and that if it were God’s will for me all I had to do was ask, sit back and let it unfold.

Well my friends, it hasn’t been but a month and we’ve already received the blessing(s). Within two weeks of writing the original post (it was published at a later date than it was written), a friend of a friend happened to offer her time and sewing machine to teach me to sew. How this came about was (of course) seemingly at random (God’s work is never actually random, but meticulously curated). I was at said friends home helping make sweets for a get together they were having. Their roommates were hanging around with us as well (teaching me a game of Magic which I found complex, interesting, and perhaps enjoyable). After a light commentary about how I’ve always wanted to learn how to sew, she eagerly offered her help!

The moment the words slipped from her mouth I knew that The Lord had been working overtime to make it happen (within 2 weeks of asking)! Some days passed, and within an hour I had learned how to operate a sewing machine, how to sew, what the nozzles meant, and I had also learned to embroider which was actually incredibly soothing and enjoyable!

I left feeling grateful for the experience and knew that it was only a matter of circumstance before I was blessed with my own sewing machine.

The following 2 weeks I had put the idea of the sewing machine on the backburner as more pressing responsibilities took upon my time. One of my to-do items required getting a mold for small baking. I figured instead of buying a new one which would only be used once, I’d head over to the thrift store and pick a one and done mold there.

After strolling around the entire thrift store for a couple of hours (yes, I only went there for one mold and ended up with a few bags worth of nick knacks) there it was: a purple mini sewing machine made for beginners.

It was an item which was brought out after already scoping that area- and as I was circling back around, I noticed it had just been set out along with the other items they were still putting on the shelf. I strode over, looked at it, and thought to myself “I’ll get this without testing if it works, and if it does then I am sure this is the prayer answered”.

Ladies and gents, I have yet to plug it in and give it a test run. Frankly, I don’t have any fabric to sew with (yet), nor do I have needles or other accessories. Part of me is afraid that I’ll plug it in and it won’t function (avoidance of potential disappointment).

Can’t I just trust that the Lord will provide? Even if this one doesn’t work, whatever comes next or even thereafter, will? We’ve made it this far; he is obviously in favor of my interest in sewing (hence the micro-breadcrumbs leading me along the way).

Writing this article makes me feel silly about my avoidance. Let me go plug it in right now and finish this entry the right way. BRB>

In the meantime, enjoy this written piece:

As she turned her back to the computer screen which held only a portion of her testimony, her stomach began to feel as if a nest of butterflies had just torn out of their cocoons. 

Beneath her breath she whispered to herself, "It's okay if it doesn't work" "It's okay if it doesn't work" "It's okay if it doesn't work".

Disappointment has struck her innocence one too many times. The potential reality that it wouldn't work to set in subtly. Expecting the worst is easy; disappointment cannot strike.

She brushed her hands over the dusty machine upon pulling it out of the plastic bag which carried it from the thrift store home. It hadn't been touched since it's purchase. Besides having other things to fill her time with, the gut wrenching feeling that all the excitement which was slow broiling could be for nothing... again. 

It didn't matter. She was on a mission to face the truth. After all, truth is all that creates reality anyway. Courage is all of what's left.

Upon a steam clean blend with rubbing alcohol, the machine looked shiny and new. It's color reflecting Daisys' favorite hue, purple shone brightly as she felt herself wishing and hoping so so bad for the machine to work.

Now hurriedly, she plugged the machine in and began pressing buttons which immediately indicated the machine was in fact working properly! In this moment she caught with her eye both top and bottom bobbins with little thread left: just enough for a test run. 

A quick youtube video paved the way, and after tinkering with the machine for a few minutes it was ready to sew. her heart was full. The butterflies in her belly turned into a giddy laughter and small wailings of the arms. Happiness filled her heart, and tears filled her eyes. 

"What a special experience" she thought to herself as her mind walked through the details of how this moment came about. The journey from deep prayer, trust, and the falling together of the pieces in time which led to her first mini sewing machine. "Miracles live in me, I can feel it" she closed her eyes as she thanked her creator for this heavenly gift.

Her excitement and gratitude led to a photo-op with her new toy, along with some of her favorite things in her favorite color: inspiration filling her mind. 

"What's next?" she asked aloud. 

The adventure continues to unravel.....

!!!!! It works !!!! There was some leftover thread in both bobbins which I used to set her up!!! All that’s needed now is fabric !!!!!

This is a lesson for anyone out there who might be curious about a seemingly silly hobby which you’re not sure enough to invest heavily into starting out. Just send a prayer God’s way and be open to receiving miracles :).



Stay hopeful,

D Kat