Life's Weaving

Life's Weaving

My life is but a weaving

Between my God and me.

I may not choose the colors,

He knows what they should be.

For He can view the pattern

Upon the upper side.

While I can see it only

On this, the under side.

Sometimes He weaveth sorrow,

Which seemeth strange to me;

But I will trust His judgement,

And work on faithfully;

Tis He who fills the shuttle

He knows just what is best;

So I shall weave in earnest

And leave with Him the rest.

At last when life is ended,

With Him I shall abide,

Then I may view the pattern

Upon the upper side.

Then I shall know the reason 

Why pain with joy entwined,

Was woven in the fabric 

Of life that God designed.

~Unknown

A blessed Sunday to you.

happyone : )