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The Weaver
On May 5, 2016 by Michelle Love“My life is but a weaving, between the Lord and me; I cannot choose the colors. He worketh steadily. Oft times, 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.” – Anonymous
“God works all things together for good, to those who love God, to those who are called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28














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