MORE.......God's Embroidery
When I was a little boy, my mother used to
embroider a great deal. I would sit at her
knee and look up from the floor and ask
what she was doing. She informed me that
she was embroidering. I told her that it
looked like a mess from where I was. As
from the underside I watched her work
within the boundaries of the little round
hoop that she held in her hand, I
complained to her that it sure looked messy
from where I sat.
She would smile at me, look down and gently
say, "My son, you go about your
playing for a while, and when I am finished
with my embroidering, I will put you on my
knee and let you see it from my side."
I would wonder why she was using some dark
threads along with the bright ones and why
they seemed so jumbled from my view. A few
minutes would pass and then I would hear
Mother's voice say, "Son, come
and sit on my knee." This I did only
to be surprised and thrilled to see a
beautiful flower or a sunset. I could not
believe it, because from underneath it
looked so messy.
Then Mother would say to me, "My son,
from underneath it did look messy and
jumbled, but you did not realize that there
was a pre-drawn plan on the top. It was a
design. I was only following it. Now look
at it from my side and you will see what I
was doing."
Many times through the years I have looked
up to my Heavenly Father and said,
"Father, what are You doing?" He
has answered, "I am embroidering your
life." I say, "But it looks like
a mess to me. It seems so jumbled. The
threads seem so dark. Why can't they
all be bright?" The Father seems to
tell me, "'My child, you go about
your business of doing My business, and one
day I will bring you to Heaven and put you
on My knee and you will see the plan from
My side."
Addendum -- Matthew 6:26 (NASB) "Look
at the birds of the air, that they do not
sow, neither do they reap, nor gather into
barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds
them. Are you not worth much more than
they?"
27982 and 28; consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: and yet I say unto you, that even solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. We have so little faith , God's design is always a beautiful one if we only trust him *4u Monica
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