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Quilt Of Holes'
As I faced my Maker at the last Judgment, I knelt before the Lord along
with all the other souls.
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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.
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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 labeled with a part of my life that
had been difficult, the challenges and temptations I was faced
within
Every day of my life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the
largest holes of all.
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&NB sp; 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 the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own
life and was disheartened.
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My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together,
threadbare and empty, like binding air.
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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.
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My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the
earthly fortunes. I had love in my life, and laughter. But there had
Also been trials of illness, and wealth, 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 guidance 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
judgmental gaze of those who unfairly judged me.
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And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and
I had to accept it for what it was.
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I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to
the light.
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An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the
others who stared at me with wide eyes.
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Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded 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.
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Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside
and let Me shine through, until there was more of Me than there
was of
You.'
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May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to
shine through! |
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