My Quilt
As I faced my Maker at the last judgement,I knelt before the Lord along with all the other souls.
Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles.
An Angel sat before each of us,sewing our quilt squares together into a tapestry that is our life.
But as my Angel took each piece of cloth off the pile,I noticed how ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant holes. each square was labled with a part of my life that had been difficult,the challenges and temptations I was faced with in everyday life. I saw hardships that I endured,which were the largest holes of all .I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny hole here and there,the other tapestries were filled with rich color and bright hues of wordly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened. My Angel was sewing a ragged piece of cloth together,threadbare and empty,like binding air.
Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed,held up to the light,the scrutiny of truth. The others rose ,each in turn,holding up their tapestries So filled their lives had been. My Angel looked upon me,and nodded for me to rise.My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the worldly fortunes. I had love in my life,and laughter, but there had also been trials of illiness,and death,and false accusations that took from me my world,as I knew it. I had to start over many times. I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the strength to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in prayer,asking for help and guidence in my life.I had often been held up to ridicule,which I endured painfully,each time offering it up to the Father,in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the judgemental gaze of those who unfairly judged me.
An now,I had to face the truth. My life was what it was,and I had to accept it for what it was. I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the light. An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others who stared at me with wide eyes. Then,I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded in the many holes,creating an image,the face of Christ. Then our Lord stood before me,with warmth and love in his eyes. He said,"Every time you gave over your life to Me,it became My Life, My Hardships,and My Struggles. Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me shine through,until there was no more of Me then there was of you."
May all our Quilts be threadbare and worn,allowing Christ to shine through.
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