An Angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together
into a tapestry that was
our life.
But as my Angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged
and empty each of my squares were. They were filled with giant holes!
Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been difficult,
the challenges and temptations I was faced with in everyday life.
I saw hardships that I had endured,
(which were the largest holes of all).
I glanced around me. Nobody else
had such squares. Others had a tiny hole here and there, other tapestries
were filled with rich color and the bright hues of worldly fortune.
I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened. My Angel was sewing the
ragged pieces of cloth together, threadbare and empty, like binding air.
Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up to the
light and the scrutiny of truth. The others rose each in turn, holding
up their tapestries. So filled their lives had been.
.
My Angel looked upon me, and nodded
for me to rise. My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't
had all the earthly fortunes.
I had love in my life, and laughter.
But there had also been trials of illness, death, and false accusations
that took from me my world as I knew it.
I had to start over many times.
I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the
strength to pick up and begin again.
I had spent many nights on my knees
in prayer, asking for help and guidance in my life. I had often been
held up to ridicule, which I endured painfully; each time offering it up
to the Father, in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the
judgmental gaze of those
who unfairly judged me.
.
And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and I
had to accept it for what it had been.
.
I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the light.
An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others who
stared at me with eyes wide. Then, I looked upon the tapestry before
me. Light flooded through the many holes, creating an image.
.
The face of Christ.
.
Then our Lord stood before me,
with warmth and love in His eyes. He said,
"Every time you gave over your
life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles. Each
point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me shine
through, until there was more of Me than there was of you.
Welcome Home My Child"
May all our quilts be threadbare
and worn, allowing Christ to shine through.