Today's blog is a bit personal. It is a story I've been wanting to share for some time. I actually wrote the story years ago, and today I felt it was time to dig it out, edit it a bit and share it with you. Many of you have seen the big crocheted rug on my pictures of my front porch and some have asked about the rugs. I think it's time for this miracle to be published. Some of you likely won't believe it, I had a time believing it myself at first, but remember, with GOD....all things are possible.
GOD
CROCHETS A RUG
I happen to love crocheted rag rugs!
My
love affair with hand crocheted rag rugs began years ago at a yard sale.
I was just out for a drive in the country one day when I sort of happened upon a yard sale at the home of an elderly lady who was moving.
I found a multicolored round rug, which
I thought at the time was a braided rug. I took it to my little grandmother who told me it
was not braided but crocheted.
She then told me how women had saved scraps of
fabric, cut them into strips and using a double chain stitch, crocheted them
into rugs for their homes. She taught me to do the double chain stitch and I
began to make rugs from every strip of fabric I could find. I cut up old
dresses, shirts and sheets, anything that would work. I bought fabric and
planned the color schemes for some, while some just became a collage of prints
and colors. These lovely things I could create with my own hands fascinated me
and I had them all over my home.
