a writing that cheers me up

[Guest guest]

Hi my grandmother gave me this a few months before i lost her in

1981 I think it will fit our group I read this on my down days

which have been many lately hope it helps you like it does me

Quilt of Holes

As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord

along

with all the other souls.

Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many

piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares

together

into a tapestry that is our life.

But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how

ragged and empty each of my squares was. 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 every

day

life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of

all.

I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny

hole here and there, the 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, 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, and wealth, 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

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 was.

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 wide eyes.

Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded 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.'

May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine

through!

[Guest guest]

 

Thank you so much. This is beautiful. The tears streamed down my face as I read

this. There are several messages here. I'm speechless right now.

 

Sue C

Moderator

 

From: lisa <crittersrose87@...>

Subject: a writing that cheers me up

Stimulator

Date: Thursday, August 14, 2008, 7:52 AM

Hi my grandmother gave me this a few months before i lost her in

1981 I think it will fit our group I read this on my down days

which have been many lately hope it helps you like it does me

Quilt of Holes

As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord

along

with all the other souls.

Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many

piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares

together

into a tapestry that is our life.

But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how

ragged and empty each of my squares was. 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 every

day

life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of

all.

I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny

hole here and there, the 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, 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, and wealth, 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

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 was.

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 wide eyes.

Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded 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.'

May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine

through!