June 21, 2016
Here is a poem that really speaks to my heart. I thought it would be great to share it here for others to enjoy. I wish I knew who to give the credit to, but the Auther is unknown.
Praying it blesses you as much as it does me!
My life is but a weaving
Between the Lord 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 weaves in sorrow,
Which seems so strange to me;
But I will trust His judgment
And work on faithfully.
