The Tapestry of Life

A few years ago, my husband and I visited the very splendid and luxurious Biltmore House in Asheville, North Carolina.  My; oh my, what an awesome site that magnificent home is as it proudly rests upon the hills of the majestic Appalachian mountains. Everywhere you look is beauty and detail down to the very inch of fine craftsmanship.

As we toured the stately mansion, we arrived at the room where beautiful tapestries from all over the world garnish the walls hanging from the ceiling to the floor.  Oh, how I wanted to walk over and “touch” each tapestry to view its fine detail and attention given to each hand-woven stitch.  But, ropes separated those touring the home from the opportunity of examining the fine works of art on display.  Thankfully, I just wasn’t in the mood that day to cause a scene by jumping over the ropes!  I’m certain my husband supported my cautious and wise decision as well!

Nevertheless, I stood for a few minutes, as the other tourist passed by, spying out, as much as possible, the delicate handwork of each piece.  As I stood there alone, I recalled a Bible lesson my daughter had taught for the ladies at her church, “Life is a Tapestry.”  The Tapestry of Life….And, our personal designer and artist is none other than the designer, artist, and Creator of all of life and its existence…God; our Heavenly Father.

Metaphorically speaking, have you ever wondered how the fabric from a tapestry must hurt or feel the pinch each time the needle is pierced through?  Each tiny stitch must be pierced through the fabric connecting to the stitch before and after….a concession of stitching all coming together for the purpose of displaying an individual, custom-made, lovely, picturesque tapestry.

In so many ways, each of our lives are much like the fine works and details found in a tapestry…The Tapestry of Life.  Each stitch represents the beginning, the middle, and the end of our lives.  Each stitch individually designed and woven together for our custom-made, lovely, God-given lives here on earth.  We are the handiwork of God the Father; God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost.  Just as those tapestries hanging in the Biltmore House represent fine wealth and beauty, so do our lives represent God’s abundant wealth and beauty found in Jesus Christ through Grace and Mercy.

From the back side of a tapestry as the seamstress weaves the stitches, it is hard to visualize the beauty of the final product.  One only sees unfinished work, holes, and gapped stitching.  It might even be difficult to see a pattern.  Yet, turn the finished tapestry over and there it is…the beautiful tapestry of thread woven together as if it is one continuous unending thread…The thread of life.

Today, we are all unfinished tapestries of art being fashioned by God’s own hands according to his purpose and plan.  So, don’t be too hard on yourself today.  You may even be feeling a little down on yourself today and somewhat unvalued and disconnected from life.  But, don’t be….Remember…you are not finished.  You are a tapestry in the making.  For in Heaven, you will one day shine as the stars as your finished tapestry is displayed, garnishing the heavens, demonstrating the Amazing Grace and Mercies of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ; the true, everlasting, and eternal Tapestry of Life.  For his hands and his feet were “pierced” for our iniquities and the chastisement of our peace was upon his shoulders….(Isaiah 53: 5)…The Fabric of the Cross of Calvary… The Redeemed Tapestry of Life…

I hope today’s blog may be of encouragement today as we slide into the autumn season.

Remember, God Loves You.

Lin T Rollins, Author

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