The Weaver

Were you at home like we were on Sunday?

I hope we're all really missing church by now.

On Sunday we gathered as a family to watch a video of our Pastor teaching which he'd prepared for that day.

We also dropped in online with another church and caught their live broadcast.

At the close that pastor shared a poem that Corrie Ten Boom often quoted by the hymn writer Grant Colfax Tullar.

The poem is called The Weaver.

My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.

I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.

Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride

Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.

Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly

Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal 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

He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.

He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.

As we, with the rest of the world, face the challenges of the Covid-19 virus it's so good to be reminded that God is always at work, God is always in control. We may not comprehend the thousands of things He is doing, but we can know for certain He is working.

Let’s rejoice and rest in that together.

Thank you for your faithful prayers and support in this special work for the Kingdom of God at Camp Barakel.