Life sometimes simulates the threads and fabric pieced together to form a cozy quilt. Each piece of old fabric when standing alone, can be vibrant, bright, beautiful, or dark, old, worn and ugly. But, when sewn together, lovingly by the hand of the creator, the finished product is a work of art that's beauty reaches out and touches the hearts of all who view it, touch it, experience...So to, I have found is my life. A series of threads of many colors lovingly holding patches together bridging time, healing pain, touching others. It becomes more evident when the tapestry of your life makes a difference in the life of another hurting soul. When what you have lived, breathed, experienced, seemed so dark, so unbearable, so ugly, so tiresome in the moment of its 'being' out of that grew a light to lead another. When sewn together with the next sequence of patches its ugliness fades and beauty shines through. Beauty that can help mold and change the life of another. Even when unintended, even when you didn't notice the hurt that lived around you....they noticed your beauty. through your darkness...ugliness...beauty is born...
As I ponder the patches of my own life...I wonder the ratio of ugly to beauty and can't help but to think what I view as strength and beauty another might see as ugliness. And vice-versa. When the final patches are lovingly sewn into the fabric of my quilt I pray those whom I leave behind will see it as a beautiful work of art pieced lovingly together including the sad tired, worn out, and ugly patches...and maybe just maybe a touch of grace will be seen there too...