Have
you ever walked by something and done a double take? I recently had that experience while walking
around the Minneapolis Airport waiting for my flight to Alaska. Sitting for long periods of time is difficult
for me, so I like to walk whenever I have the chance. Since I had a long layover before my even longer
flight, I spent the time before boarding walking laps around the terminal.
Basically,
if you’ve seen one large airport you’ve seen them all, but suddenly something caught
my eye – a rainbow of color along the bulkhead of the ceiling. It stood out so much that I wondered how I
could have possibly missed it before. I
turned around and walked through the passage from the other direction, only to
see a hallway like any other hallway.
I
didn’t see the multi-colored lights because they were only visible from the
other direction. What looked ordinary to
me became extraordinary when I viewed it from a different perspective.
Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall
see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am
fully known. ~ 1 Corinthians 13:12
Corrie Ten
Boom quoted this anonymous poem in her book, “Tramp for the Lord.”
My life is but a weaving, between my God and me,
I do not choose the colors, He worketh steadily,
Oftimes He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride,
Forget He see the upper, and I the underside.
Until the loom is silent, and shuttles cease to fly,
Will God unfold the canvas and explain the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful in the skillful Weaver's hand,
As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned.
I do not choose the colors, He worketh steadily,
Oftimes He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride,
Forget He see the upper, and I the underside.
Until the loom is silent, and shuttles cease to fly,
Will God unfold the canvas and explain the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful in the skillful Weaver's hand,
As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned.
I
think it’s easy for us to forget that what we see here in this world is not all
there is. At times life may seem dark
and mangled, but it’s important to remember that we are only looking at it from
our own perspective. What we see as a
tangled mess is actually a beautiful work in progress viewed from the
underside.
Lord, I thank you for the difficulties you’ve placed in my life,
for without them I would have never found you.
When I get frustrated or discouraged, remind me that if I turn around
and look from your perspective, I’ll see something beautiful.
Lisa
