Each day I string thoughts together, words are spun, and a tapestry is created. Is it beautiful or just a jumble of mixed up threads that He has to unravel?
I've been sewing these days and I find that my 'area' is in much need of organization...oh, yeah, it's the month of organization, right? Better get a move on here!
It, too, is a weaving of my life and the direction I find I'm headed...bringing His Life to others by my handiwork, His handiwork...
The tapestry is woven when it all comes together, not compartmentalized anymore...this is such a struggle for me at times.
The boys and I have been baking bread (that didn't rise too well!), pizza dough (that tasted more like bread!), bagels (that looked more like a doughnut-so we put powdered sugar on them!),
creating silly puddy, clay creations, painting birdhouses, and training our puppy (or is she training us?)-and oh, science experiments, along with bird treats (and using almost all the peanut butter and the strung cranberries we decorated the Christmas tree with!)
...all this sudden burst of creativity, bottled up for so long-exploding in every room of our home-...
I know these daily investments into the fabric of their hearts will encourage them to believe that along with the words I speak, my example is one that will remain because His Life came forth from my heart, hands and mouth and even if I knot up threads, He will unravel them and make a beautiful work of Art out of it all.
How great He is and what a tapestry He weaves that brings Him honor.