We each sit at a loom and become the weaver of our life. Daily, we work the spinning wheel and interlace our life's tapestry with all shades of rich colors, textures, and threads. The design is interwoven with people who, by touching our life, have mingled their threads with ours. Various colors add to the interest and beauty of the tapestry and, miraculously, a single golden thread is woven throughout. As we run our fingers across the tapestry, it feels as though life was spun together perfectly making for a lovely pattern. It is beautiful—a sight to behold.
But as one turns the tapestry over, many loose threads dangle—some have become tangled, twisted, and even knotted. Some threads have had to be cut off and others stitched up, and some have had to be replaced in order to become stronger and more resilient. Colors have dimmed and appear not to be as vibrant and beautiful as before. One can only conclude that many days have been filled with joy and satisfaction, and many days have not. Yet, daily we sit at the loom and diligently weave our masterpiece. Gratefully, at day’s end, we may see threads blended intricately together creating a beautifully woven tapestry—for a single golden thread of Deity was woven throughout.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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Wow, that was the most incredible passage I have ever read. I love it!!!!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful thought. Thank you Mother.
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