Proverbs 20:24-
A man's steps are of the Lord,
How then can a man plan his own way?
"My life is but a weaving betwixt the Lord and me,
I do not choose the color-He worketh steadily.
Ofttimes He weaveth sorrow and I in foolish pride,
Forget He sees the upper and I the underside.
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."
-Grant Colfax Tullar-
1 comment:
Hi, Honey! It seems funny already that you're not here. I've just caught up on your blogsite. It's incredible and a great encouragement! I will look at it everyday, now that the "real thing" is not with us. Georgie is fine, but looks like "What's the deal with leaving me outside"???
I don't know if you know it, but this has always been one of my favorite poems and I have it written in the front of my first Bible that I still have and use from time to time. Lots of love and prayers! Mom
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