there's intention in the very fabric of your life

My father received a Bible as a gift on behalf of the loss of his father. Inside the box the Bible came in was the following poem:

The Plan of the Master Weaver
"My life is but a weaving between the Lord and me,
I may not choose the colors, He knows what they should be;
For He can view the pattern upon the upper side
While I can see it only on this, the under side

Sometimes He weaveth sorrow, which seemeth strange to me;
But I will trust His judgment and work on faithfully;
'Tis He who fills the shuttle, and He knows what is best,
So I shall weave in earnest, leaving Him the rest.

Not 'til 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."

Sure, it's old English, and many of us probably don't know much about weaving. But there is hope in His eternal, hope in what lies ahead, and a great promise the He will not give you more than you can bear.

Hang in there.


Isaiah 55
“1 Come, everyone who thirsts, come to the waters; and he who has no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price.
2 Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread,and your labor for that which does not satisfy? Listen diligently to me, and eat what is good,and delight yourselves in rich food.
3 Incline your ear, and come to me; hear, that your soul may live; and I will make with you an everlasting covenant,my steadfast, sure love for David.
4 Behold, I made him a witness to the peoples,a leader and commander for the peoples.
5 Behold, you shall call a nation that you do not know, and a nation that did not know you shall run to you, because of the Lord your God, and of the Holy One of Israel,for he has glorified you.
6 “Seek the Lord while he may be found; call upon him while he is near;
7 let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts; let him return to the Lord, that he may have compassion on him, and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.
8 For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord.
9 For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.
10 “For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout,giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater,
11 so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth;
it shall not return to me empty,
but it shall accomplish that which I purpose,
and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.
12 “For you shall go out in
joy
and be led forth in
peace;
the mountains and the hills before you
shall break forth into
singing,
and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
13 Instead of the thorn shall come up the cypress; instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle; and it shall make a name for the Lord, an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off.”