November 23, 2007

My Journey to God

The Tapestry

Our lives are like a Tapestry
Woven by the Weaver of Time,
A colorful pattern of blues and reds,
Interwoven with purples and greens.

Some strands are light and delicate,
Gossamer strands of silk;
These are the joys and the loves,
The beautiful times in our lives.

Other strands are thick and sturdy,
Coarse fibers of wool and hemp;
These are the trials that test us,
The texture that takes our measure.

A silken Tapestry is pretty,
But fragile and easily torn.
A Tapestry woven with coarser fibers
Stands the test of time.

The Master Weaver braided us together,
Each strand and color highlights the other.
Alone, we are pale, weak and often wounded,
Together we are His masterpiece.

By Sandra Hartlieb

(Sandra Hartlieb is a member of St. Lawrence Parish in Indianapolis.) †

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