I was just visiting a friend who is very crafty, meaning she enjoys all sorts of crafts. She has some small looms that can be used for weaving. She also has a big bag of all kinds of yarns: thin or thick, wool, cotton, and all the colors of the rainbow. She spent some time this morning teaching me how to weave. I selected some colors and started making something that might end up as a lop-sided placemat, at best. My friend was very gracious. When I made a mistake she had the attitude that it’s all part of the process and further weaving can solve any problem. If a color I selected didn’t end up looking the way I wanted, she helped me find a different complementary yarn to weave in that somehow made it look beautiful. When I pulled it wrong and had a loop sticking out that I didn’t want, she showed me how to weave in other loops that made the first loop look intentional and altogether more interesting. And in general she was much less concerned than I was about “perfection” during the weaving and said it would be beautiful in the end. I may not have ended up with the most perfectly woven product, but today’s verse made me think about my weaving experience. God is weaving my life with me. He has a plan for my life. Often I make choices that feel like I’ve ruined something important. I added the wrong color or ended up with too much yarn or not enough. I get frustrated or scared or discouraged. But God is a master weaver. I can’t ruin this project. If I trust Him, He can weave any rotten string I’ve added into something beautiful, something that makes my life better in the end. In God’s hands, my life will end up exactly how He intended it — beautiful and perfectly suited to its purpose.
Dear God,
Thank you for caring about me. I hand the weaving loom of my life over to you. I know your plan is perfect, you are more than capable, and you will weave all the events and choices and situations of my life into something beautiful and useful. Forgive me for trying to wrestle the yarn away from you and do it myself when things aren’t looking so great. I trust you.