Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Dear Margo ,Kerry,Eddie Dominic& Patrice, I am so sorry for your loss! i wanted to share a poem with you in hopes it will help comfort you, THE WEAVER: My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me, I cannot choose the colors He worketh steadily, Oftimes,He weaveth sorrow, And I in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper and I the underside. Not till the loom is silent And the shuttles cease to fly shall God unroll the canvas And explain the reason why the dark threads are as needful in the Weaver's skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned! i Pray God will hold you all closely and comfort you love barbara bowman and family
