Young Mother Sewing 1902 - Mary Cassatt 1845-1926. Oil on canvas.

God's Embroidery

 When I was little, my mother used to sew a great deal.
I would sit at her knee and look up from the floor and ask
what she was doing. 

She informed me that she was embroidering.
As from the underside I watched her work within
the boundaries of the little round hoop that she
held in her hand, I complained to her that it
sure looked messy from where I sat.

She would smile at me, look down and gently say,
"You go about your playing for a while, and when I
am finished with my embroidering, I will put you on
my knee and let you see it from my side".

I would wonder why she was using some dark threads along
with the bright ones and why they seemed so jumbled from
my view. A few minutes would pass and then I would hear
Mother’s voice say, "Child, come and sit on my knee".

This I did only to be surprised and thrilled to see a beautiful
flower, or a sunset. I could not believe it, because from
underneath it looked so messy.

Then Mother would say to me, "Child, from
underneath it did look messy and jumbled, but you did not
realize that there was a plan on the top. It was a design.
I was only following it. Now look at it from my side and you
will see what I was doing".

Many times through the years I have looked up to heaven
and said, "Father, what are you doing"? 

He has answered, "I am embroidering your life". I say, "But it
 looks like a mess to me. It seems so jumbled. The thread seems so dark. Why can’t they all be bright"?

The Father seems to tell me, "My child, you go about
your business of doing my business and one day I will
bring you to Heaven and put you on My knee

and you will see the plan from My side."

                                                                                                          Unknown Author