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God's Embroidery
embroider a great deal. I would sit at her knee
and look up from the floor and ask what she
was doing. She informed me that she was
embroidering. I told her that it looked like
a mess from where I was. As from the
underside I watched her work within the
boundaries of the little round hoop that
she held in her hand, I complained to her
that it sure looked messy from where I sat.
She would smile at me, look down and gently
say, "My son, you go about your playing
for a while, and when I am finished with
my embroidering, I will put you on my knee
and let you see it from my side."
I would wonder why she was using some dark
threads along with the bright ones and why
they seemed so jumbled from my view. A few
minutes would pass and then I would hear
Mother's voice say, "Son, come and sit on my
knee." This I did only to be surprised and
thrilled to see a beautiful flower or a sunset.
I could not believe it, because from underneath
it looked so messy.
Then Mother would say to me, "My son, from
underneath it did look messy and jumbled, but
you did not realize that there was a pre-drawn
plan on the top. It was a design. I was only
following it. Now look at it from my side and
you will see what I was doing."
Many times through the years I have looked up
to my Heavenly Father and said, "Father,
what are You doing?" He has answered, "I am
embroidering your life." I say, "But it looks
like a mess to me. It seems so jumbled. The
threads seem so dark. Why can't they all be
bright?"
The Father seems to tell me, "My child, you go
about your business of doing My business, and
one day I will bring you to Heaven and put you
on My knee and you will see the plan from
My side."
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