You know, it is a funny thing about life…we only get to see the past and the now. And sometimes what we see isn’t pretty. Kind of like looking at the back side of a weaving. It is full of knots and broken threads. But when we turn it over we can see the beauty of the work.
I cannot choose the colors
forget He sees the upper
shall God unroll the canvas
as threads of gold and silver
U.S. Library Of Congress, Washington DC, Card # 20060727210211
I am sharing about such an experience over at Nikki’s place today in my first ever guest post. Thank you Nikki for the opportunity. You can read the rest of my broken thread story here.