WEAVINGS
My life is but a weaving between my, God and me...
I may not choose the colors, But He knows what they should be.
For He can view the patter Upon the, upper side While I see it...Only on the underside.
Sometimes He weaveth sorrow Which seemeth strange to me But I will, trust His judgment And work on faithfully.
This He who fills the shuttle For He. knows what is best And I shall weave, in earnest And leave with Him the rest.
At last when life has ended With Him, I shall abide. Then I may view the pattern Upon, the other side.
Then I shall know the reason why Pain, with joy entwined Was woven in the fabric of life... That God designed.
Have a beautiful day
|
www.keralites.net |
To subscribe send a mail to Keralites-subscribe@yahoogroups.com.
Send your posts to Keralites@yahoogroups.com.
Send your suggestions to Keralites-owner@yahoogroups.com.
To unsubscribe send a mail to Keralites-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.com.
Homepage: www.keralites.net
No comments:
Post a Comment