The Weaving

The Weaving

My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I do not choose the colors,
But God works steadily.
Often God weaves sorrow,
And I, in foolish pride,
Forget God sees the top
While I the underside.

Not until the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And explain the reasons why.

But, the dark threads are as needful
In the skillful weaver's hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern God has planned.

Author Unknown

Thus, there is a plan for our lives which is unbeknownst to us. The dark threads (pain and sorrow, trials and tribulations, mistakes, troubles, dark and dreary days) are mixed in with the threads of gold and silver (our joys, our pleasures, our good times, our successes, our happiness). Both are necessary in order for our lives to be shaped. We don't know what is in store for us, but God does. We don't know that path that our lives will take, but God does. We question the parts of the weaving that we don't understand, but it is all woven together with care and love. The pain and sorrow are there for a purpose, for us to learn from. And, in the end, the picture of our lives - the beautiful tapestry - is revealed as a wonderful work of art.

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"The Weaving" - Author Unknown
Text: Linda Saxon Nix

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