The Pattern Is His

I was so blessed when the poem below was shared at the Bible study I attend. I now share it with you today in hopes that it blesses you as well! 

“Life is but a Weaving” (The Tapestry Poem)

By: Corrie ten Boom

“My life is but a weaving

Between my God and me.

I cannot choose the colors

He weaveth steadily.

Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;

And I in foolish pride

Forget He sees the upper

And I the underside.

Not ‘til the loom is silent

And the shuttles cease to fly

Will God unroll the canvas

And reveal the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful

In the weaver’s skillful hand

As the threads of gold and silver

In the pattern He has planned 

He knows, He loves, He cares;

                                    Nothing this truth can dim.

He gives the very best to those

Who leave the choice to Him.” 

  

“As (our life) unfolds in real time, it’s like viewing the backside of a tapestry. It appears to be nothing more than a jumble of thread – tangled, frayed, occasionally knotted, and seemingly random. Nothing really makes sense. It’s no wonder people lose heart, give up, and abandon their commitments.

But things are not always what they seem.

It is only when you turn a tapestry over that you see the art: the rich colors, the texture, and the patterns that can make a tapestry a thing of astonishing beauty.

No thread of experience – good or bad – is wasted. When it appears to be that way, we just have to remind ourselves that we are simply looking at the backside of a tapestry. And the One weaving it together, knows precisely what He is doing.” Michael Hyatt

"Be still, and know that I am God..."Psalm 46:10