When I was a little boy, my mother used to embroider 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. I told her that it looked like a mess from where
I was. 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, "My son,
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, "Son, 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, "My son, from underneath
it did look messy and jumbled, but you did not realize that
there was a pre-drawn 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
my Heavenly Father 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 threads seem 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."
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