The Master Weaver

On Thursday mornings I attend a women’s bible study that dives into the Bible to find wisdom, guidance, and application from God’s word. Currently we are going through 1 & 2 Samuel which is quite appropriate for this time in my life, don’t you think?! Our group is filled with about 15 women, from all different walks of life. All of us are moms, most between the ages of 25-40. This semester God brought Grace to our group. Grace is in her 70’s and is quite inspiring to us young-ins. :) I love it when Grace shares little diamonds of truth that she has uncovered in the Word. She almost always starts by saying, “Something interesting to think about is….” and then she will share something she has uncovered. I love it that the Bible is applicable to all ages, all walks of life, all people, every race, every nation, everyone! Yesterday Grace was sharing something and then she referred to the following poem. I hadn’t ever heard of this poem, so I googled it and found it easily. Just wanted to share it today because it really engraved a neat picture in my mind.

The Plan of the Master Weaver

Our lives are but fine weavings
That God and we prepare,
Each life becomes a fabric planned
And fashioned in His care.

We may not always see just how
The weavings intertwine,
But we must trust the Master's hand
And follow His design,
For He can view the pattern
Upon the upper side,
While we must look from underneath
And trust in Him to guide...

Sometimes a strand of sorrow
Is added to His plan,
And though it's difficult for us,
We still must understand
That it's He who fills the shuttle,
It's He who knows what's best,
So we must weave in patience
And leave to Him the rest...

Not till 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 needed
In the Weaver's skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned.

-Author Unknown-