Saturday, September 3, 2011
Paper weaving is a fun craft, and both of the girls like to do it. In small doses. After weaving for a bit, they tire of the repetition and want to go on to something else. So it can take us many days or even weeks to finish just one project. You see that Anne's birthday cake is not done yet, nor is the cow in my header. But after a rest, they are always ready to get back to it and give it another go. Sort of like life. See you on Tuesday!
My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me
I cannot choose the colors, He works steadily.
Oft times He weaves sorrow, and I, in foolish pride
forget He sees 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 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.
He knows, He loves, He cares, nothing this truth can dim.
He gives His very best to those who leave the choice to Him.