Grandmother's 1930's Biscuit Quilt
Snug
As A Bug In The Rug
When I was a child my maternal grandparents lived in
the same city too. But when I would go
and stay with them it was as if I was staying in another land. A land of peace,
safety and tranquility.
And then with great excitement I waited as one of my
favorite moments when my grandmother would tuck the covers of the little bed up
in the chilly attic then as promised cover me with the treasured handmade quilt
made long before I was born.
I waited for her to say it, then giggle when she did, “You
are safe and sound and now snug as a bug in the rug.”
I snuggled deep down, the heavy quilt weighing me down
in sheltered rest, grandma’s love and prayers sending me off to untroubled
sleep. I doubt anyone could feel so warm
and secure.
“I will both lie down in peace, and sleep;
for You alone, O LORD make me dwell in safety.”
Psalm 4:8 NKJ
Now I know God blessed me with a wonderful grandmother
for the security, love and comfort I needed most in those trying years of growing
up. But now my greatest security is in God Himself. For no one can be more
secure, young or old than in God’s promised care.
And now, as a grandmother too, I yearn to comfort my
grandchildren in this troubled world. I pray they will be able to feel secure
and watched over and dearly loved. And when we do talk to them, be it Skype,
text or even-person to person- I can honestly say, “God is your shelter, your
comforter, and you will always be held safe in His everlasting arms― snug as a
bug in the rug.”
“Leaning leaning, safe
Safe and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.”- Hoffan
“Snug
As A Bug In The Rug” by Dee Kamp, Grace Every Morning Ministries© March 16,
2015
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