The fabric of our family;
slowly woven by the Master Weaver
upon the warp and woof of each day.
Just two colors in the beginning—
Steve’s blue, and my yellow–
our favorite colors.
Then came the addition of three children
with threads of
energizing orange
as they romped through the house,
invigorating green
as they quickly progressed
through the stages of development,
and excitable red
as arguments erupted!
But calm colors were also interwoven
among the bright:
soft gray for security,
rich brown for stability,
and luminous white for the Light
of Jesus, our Savior.
Threads of respect and responsibility
appeared throughout;
Challenge and trouble,
hopes and dreams, too.
Each thread faith-strengthened
And reinforced with love.
Not easily rended,
but repaired here and there with forgiveness,
embellished with the embroidery of laughter,
and scattered with a patchwork of
familiar, soft-hued memories.
As Mother’s Day approaches
I celebrate
the fabric of family
that is fabulously, uniquely ours.
And I thank God that
“He gives the childless woman a family,
making her a happy mother.
Praise the LORD!”
(Psalm 113:9, NLT)
(Tapestry art credit: www.etsy.com.)
From the Inside Out 