Sunday, July 21, 2013

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

The Master Weaver

"My life is but a weaving, between my God and me,
I do not choose the colors, He worketh steadily,
Oftimes He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride,
Forget He sees the upper, and I the underside.
Until the loom is silent, and shuttles cease to fly,
Will God unfold the canvas and explain the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful in the skillful Weaver's hand,
As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned."

~as anonymously quoted in Tramp for the Lord by Corrie ten Boom
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