The photo has been darkened to show the detail in the design.
Needleworkers–or sewists if you prefer–so often share their time and talents with friends and relatives and charitable organizations. I am especially touched when I hear from readers who do faith-based needlework. Some have sent pictures which are shared below.
After the previous post about church linens, reader Sandra commented that she too had made eucharistic corporals for relatives. I was delighted to read that she is, in fact, my Sigma Kappa sorority sister! That’s just one more benefit of writing this blog!
I asked Sandra if she would send pictures to share and hurrah! She did. Here’s what she had to say about the exquisite pieces she made.
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I’ve just finished a two-piece set of communion linens to replace the plain white household tablecloth and napkin that has been in use at our church for some time. But I am very disappointed in the results. I hope one of you may have a suggestion to elevate this potentially beautiful set from “oh dear!” to “acceptable.”
Let me give you the background. A few years ago, I helped my Aunt Rheeta make a spectacular set for her church, using fine linen, this same liturgical lace, and the same design set. The pictures are not good at all, but you can see hers by clicking here.
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The linen is white, but the lighting was so poor that I had to edit the picture to show details.
Very few sewing projects have given me as much pleasure and satisfaction as this one. Made 2 years ago, in collaboration with my dear aunt, Rheeta Booth, for her church, this set of liturgical linens includes an altar cloth (cover) and communion veil which covers the elements before communion is served.
Aunt Rheeta was so excited about this project. The exquisite Swiss liturgical lace had been purchased several years before, from Farmhouse Fabrics. At the time, I had no specific plan but felt certain this exceptional lace it would fill a very special need.
Several years ago, when Aunt Rheeta returned from Russia, where she had served as a missionary, she brought with her a lovely hand embroidered cloth. She donated it to her very small church for use as a communion cloth, but through the years, it had become worn.
During her visit two years ago, we were plundering in the sewing room when I happened upon the lace. The light in her eyes told me it had found its purpose.