By definition a tapestry is a fabric consisting of a warp upon which colored threads are woven by hand to produce a design (Dictionary.com). The colored threads are a makeup of the roles, events, the circumstances and situations that have been my life. These threads are being weaved by the Master Creator or by me.
1 John 2:28 reminds me that I do not want to be ashamed at His coming; and since I do not know when He will come, I want to live a life that is in submission to His will. It isn’t a perfect life and it will never be. My flesh and my spirit are constantly at war and daily I need to be at my Heavenly Father’s feet seeking forgiveness. Now, I can weave these threads; I can make the decisions for my life, I can do what I want, but as a Christian there will be consequences, and I don’t get to choose them.
Nevertheless, way too often, I find myself taking the control into my hands. Forgive me, Lord! And always there are the consequences that come with the sin. When we just got married, Benny taught me how to drive. He stressed over and over again, when I reverse, to never take my eyes off the road, until the vehicle came to a complete stop. Well, I did not do that and the vehicle went into a ditch. He could have stopped me, but he had said it so many times before, that he knew the only way I would learn that lesson was to allow me to back up into a ditch, (a shallow one). That was the last time I took my eyes off the road! Discipline corrects bad behavior! I serve a Faithful, Gracious and Loving Father, one Who is swift to forgive.
Why then, becoming His tapestry? Because I have a choice how this life of mine will be lived. The product of my life is my decision to make, even as a Christian, so I will give over the reins to the Lord. I want Him to weave the threads of my life into His beautiful masterpiece. I want to submit my will for His will, even on the days when His will is contrary to mine.
This tapestry is not as beautiful as it should be. It has excellent, bright, glowing threads of stunning colors. It also has dull, dark, ugly threads of ordinary colors. Some threads have a few knots; some are not as smooth as others.
But in spite of it all, at the end of the day, I want the Lord to say to me; “Well done, my good and faithful servant”. What about you?