My life is but a weaving
Between my Lord and me;
I cannot choose the colors
he worketh steadily.
Ofttimes He weaveth sorrow
And I in foolish pride,
forget that He seeth the upper,
And I the under side.
Not till the loom is silent
And the shuttle cease to fly,
Shall God unroll the canvas
And explain 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.
- Author Unknown
This poem can better explain that I can Romans 8:28 "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him..." God has a plan for our life, a perfect plan. There are times that we concentrate on the negative things that happen in our life while God sees the whole pictures and orchestrates all things for our good.
The more colors, the better, but the dark colors are essential too to give definition and accentuate image. In the same way in our life the times that seem harder are the ones where our character gets defined and where we learn to trust more our god and His wonderful work in our life. It is just awesome to know that our lives are in the hands of an amazing God that loves us so deeply and cares for us to the end.
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