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Topic: Sewing (02/22/07)
TITLE: God's Tapestry of Time
By Linda Watson Owen
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God walked the Holy halls of Heaven midst ‘will be’ whisperings.
No being yet arrayed those halls, nor tactile substance formed.
The echo of God’s footstep was alone in Heaven’s morn.
God strolled the corridor of thought and felt a yearning there
for something that would be His own to love beyond compare.
God’s hand lay empty on the sill as He looked out to see
far vast expanses of His Heaven and all Eternity.
Then in the whispers of His heart, the womb of God’s Great Mind,
a thread of thought came into form, the Tapestry of Time,
The Tapestry of Time-to-Be, of time birthed from above,
a tapestry of wonder woven on God’s loom of Love.
God’s Hands, no longer empty, held the Cloth that soon would bear
the images of time and space, bright stars and planets fair.
Quick rustling wings of angels fluttered with each stitch God made
until God’s Tapestry of Time had aptly taken shape.
All angel eyes were filled with awe to see God’s masterpiece,
but wondered when they noticed He had not the thread released.
“There still is more. It is not done.” He spoke for all to hear
as cherubs and arch angels flew on new wings to draw near.
They all peered into threads God wove into time’s tapestry.
Could anything be left to do? They saw no further need.
But God’s Great Heart still sought for more than each thread had produced.
The fingers of his artful Hands found threads still few and loose.
“There still is room to weave the thread that my heart’s yearning for.”
And then God spun a strand of gold, but red was at its core.
A puzzlement this new thread seemed to all created eyes.
No other strand was similar in color, weight, or size.
God held the new thread lovingly and wove it by His plan.
“This thread that you are seeing now is My creation. Man.”
All watched as there into the cloth mankind came into view.
God’s Tapestry of Time displayed each precious golden hue.
All Heaven hushed to read the tale the tapestry relayed
of every human moment stitched in every glorious shade.
The story grew upon the cloth. Then all creation gasped
to read the shadows that descended on the cloth so fast.
The golden strand turned into gray, the pallid tone of death.
All Heaven cried and could not guess at what would happen next.
But then the red within the gold came suddenly to life,
and like a river strong and bold erased the gray of strife.
Mankind returned to vibrance. Time’s tapestry shone bright.
And angels asked the Weaver what had saved Man’s day from night.
“The red within the golden strand was not a simple thread.
It cost far more than you can know. Far more,” this Great God said.
“Look here within the story. See, man chose to turn away.
He didn’t understand the loss, the price I’d choose to pay.”
“He didn’t understand the love that I could have for him,
nor would he know the depths of night resulting from his sin.”
“Oh, yes, the golden thread is man, the best of all I’ve made,
my heart of hearts, my earthly child, whose value never fades.”
The angels could not understand but bowed before such Love,
“You see,” God said, “the red thread is the shedding of my Blood.”
All angels, cherubs, seraphs, more, spread wings and bowed beneath
in utter awe of God’s pure Love, His sacrifice complete.
Then singing from the Heavenly realms wove melodies sublime
and glorified the Savior in the Tapestry of Time.
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