by Hugh Holub

Created on: May 08, 2010

The loom of life

We are like threads in the loom of life weaving us together

Each of us brings a unique color and texture to the creation

Sometimes we are in control of the pattern

But more times we have no idea what the design really is

We just play our role and keep our thread feeding into the loom

And there is a special sense of loss

When one of the threads is broken and dies

Their contribution has stopped

We won’t hear their voices again

We won’t see their smile

We won’t have the joy of discovery

Of what their total contribution was going to be

The pattern and design is broken for a while

New threads join the weaving

Life goes on

The loom never stops.

The hand on the loom….God.

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