I have a sewing machine. . .but I don't sew. This was a $7 thrift store find, and it just kept calling my name. . . true story! I mean, can you not see the beauty in this? How many weathered hands have stitched warm quilts, baby clothes, aprons, linen tablecloths, and petticoats? I can almost hear the low humming of it now, in the days of yester-year. . . And think about the lives that have been blessed by the hands that worked this machine. Of course, it didn't look like this at first…