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Your Life… Divinely Woven

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Apart from the Scriptures, this poem below “The Divine Weaver”, has been an anchor to my life for the past 20 years. I had first heard it recited as a child, and I think it was at a ‘Recitation Contest’ in which I participated. That was a popular church event when I was growing up. I rediscovered it when a friend gave me her wall plaque to sell in my garage sale – which I kept instead of selling it.

I read it off my wall when I could not make sense of the pain I was experiencing with a double hernia; I read it again with an attack of chronic fatigue for about a year after said surgery; and I read it many times over and over to our son during his 13 years of chronic pain.

I have made copies for others during their times of distress. And so, I have come back to it again as I have many times in the past few months.

The Divine Weaver

My life is but a weaving, Between my Lord and me.
I cannot choose the colours, He worketh steadily.
Oft times He weaveth sorrow, And I in foolish pride
Forget He seeth the upper, and I the under side.

Not til the loom is silent, And the shuttles cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas, And explain the reasons 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.

And once again I am curious about the pattern being woven through death (and the people with whom we came into contact at Ed Bloedow’s funeral); sorrow (grief that showed up differently for every family member affected by it); sickness (Yes. Tim and I both came down with some kind of bug right after his father’s funeral); re-scheduled surgery (my dental surgery scheduled for January 31st needed to be re-scheduled because I was in bed and in no condition to travel to Pittsburgh); and the pursuit of the vocations that God has called us to (Tim to Pastoral Ministry and me to Teaching Canadian History from a Christian perspective).

So I speak truth again to myself in the words of the contemporary Christian song which says, “God is too WISE to be mistaken, God is too GOOD to be unkind, So when you don’t understand, When you don’t know His plan, When you can’t see His hand, trust His heart.”

Author’s Note; Lynette is the owner of ChristianRoots Canada. She spent almost 3 years in Pittsburgh where her husband attended The Reformed Presbyterian Seminary. They are back in Canada for an undetermined period of time while God works out exactly where they ought to be serving Him in His kingdom. They have been experiencing many challenges in this journey back to Canada. She is blogging about them to keep perspective. Thanks for joining her on this journey.

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