Guest guest Posted November 15, 2005 Report Share Posted November 15, 2005 In a message dated 11/15/2005 1:48:51 PM Eastern Standard Time, hanky39@... writes: The Weaver (author unknown) My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me. I cannot see the colors; He worketh steadily. Oft times he weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper, and I the underside. Not till the looms are silent and the shuttles cease to fly Shall God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why The dark threads are as needful in the Weaver's skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned. , thanks for sharing...this is beautiful!! Surely wish HE would enlighten all of us on this Cancer crap!!! The Why's, what-ifs, etc. Lots of hugs and prayers, Donelle Caregiver to Glenn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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