Tapestries
I had an interesting talk last night with a co-worker. I was talking a little bit about the things going on in my life with a small group of smokers about a week and a half ago, not to do anything but offer one of them some perspective with things going on in his life, to tell him things could be a little worse than they are.
The same, of course, goes for me. My life could be lots worse. A night in the hospital last week for some still unexplained chest pains made me think about this. When I pray, I sometimes acknowledge to God that I know this and am grateful to Him that things aren't as bad as they could be. My life right now is difficult, but a good test of faith, I think.
Anyway, back to the conversation. We talked privately about things, how things sometimes unfold, and how it's all woven into the tapestry of life. We do touch others, whether or not we understand it. I learned this from the nightmare last month and now choose my words very carefully. If you tuned in to find the soap opera, it's moved to another channel. My frustrations and troubles are now logged privately on my computer, not published on my blog.
We talked a little about the people in my life and things that are happening. It felt good to share that, how I felt about it, what the possible outcomes to all of this could be. I told him about what I felt God was telling me and he encouraged me to keep listening, keep praying, keep faith. He made me realize that we do touch others lives, and someone has gone from a casual acquaintance to someone who's woven into my tapestry. I needed this person to offer some perspective for me and he did.
I may seem a little withdrawn from the people that used to be in my life these days, but really, I'm not. I'm just taking some time for myself, contemplating what my future will be and waiting for the time that God will send me on the next adventure. It's funny, but I know I won't be in Utah very much longer. Where I'll be, I'm not sure, but I know this isn't the place for me anymore. I also know that someday soon God will finish working his miracle in my life. Right now, it's hard to watch though.
My friend and I talked about me, too. He reminded me that I'm still a part of a tapestry being woven, too. He also reminded me that sins of the past are just that. Forgiven is forgotten in the eyes of the Lord as I heard a pastor talk about on the radio after work last night. That was a great comfort to me and I find joy in knowing as long as I don't look backward and be the man I was, things will be great.
If you look at my facebook page, you'll see what I look like now. It's not a great picture but the best I could get with my computer's camera. I'm thinner, look about 5 years older, but I'm really OK. I'm not worried about things I've given to God. It doesn't mean I don't care about them. It just means I can't let them consume my mind. I might overlook something as simple as a pink rose in my back yard or the beauty of the mountains this time of year. I'm much stronger than I used to be.
Who is in your tapestry? Do they know? Never forget to take the time to let them know. And, friends, don't forget God. I did and look what happened to my life. Let the tapestry you weave with others be strong, one that no person can rip in the middle.
The same, of course, goes for me. My life could be lots worse. A night in the hospital last week for some still unexplained chest pains made me think about this. When I pray, I sometimes acknowledge to God that I know this and am grateful to Him that things aren't as bad as they could be. My life right now is difficult, but a good test of faith, I think.
Anyway, back to the conversation. We talked privately about things, how things sometimes unfold, and how it's all woven into the tapestry of life. We do touch others, whether or not we understand it. I learned this from the nightmare last month and now choose my words very carefully. If you tuned in to find the soap opera, it's moved to another channel. My frustrations and troubles are now logged privately on my computer, not published on my blog.
We talked a little about the people in my life and things that are happening. It felt good to share that, how I felt about it, what the possible outcomes to all of this could be. I told him about what I felt God was telling me and he encouraged me to keep listening, keep praying, keep faith. He made me realize that we do touch others lives, and someone has gone from a casual acquaintance to someone who's woven into my tapestry. I needed this person to offer some perspective for me and he did.
I may seem a little withdrawn from the people that used to be in my life these days, but really, I'm not. I'm just taking some time for myself, contemplating what my future will be and waiting for the time that God will send me on the next adventure. It's funny, but I know I won't be in Utah very much longer. Where I'll be, I'm not sure, but I know this isn't the place for me anymore. I also know that someday soon God will finish working his miracle in my life. Right now, it's hard to watch though.
My friend and I talked about me, too. He reminded me that I'm still a part of a tapestry being woven, too. He also reminded me that sins of the past are just that. Forgiven is forgotten in the eyes of the Lord as I heard a pastor talk about on the radio after work last night. That was a great comfort to me and I find joy in knowing as long as I don't look backward and be the man I was, things will be great.
If you look at my facebook page, you'll see what I look like now. It's not a great picture but the best I could get with my computer's camera. I'm thinner, look about 5 years older, but I'm really OK. I'm not worried about things I've given to God. It doesn't mean I don't care about them. It just means I can't let them consume my mind. I might overlook something as simple as a pink rose in my back yard or the beauty of the mountains this time of year. I'm much stronger than I used to be.
Who is in your tapestry? Do they know? Never forget to take the time to let them know. And, friends, don't forget God. I did and look what happened to my life. Let the tapestry you weave with others be strong, one that no person can rip in the middle.
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