The Quilt
As
I faced my Maker at the last Judgment,
I knelt before the Lord along with 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 quilt squares
together into tapestries that represented our
lives.
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 with in everyday life.
I
saw hardships that I had endured,
which were the largest holes of all.
I glanced around me. No one else had such
squares.
Other than a tiny hole here and there, the other
tapestries
were filled with rich color and bright hues of
worldly fortune.
I
gazed upon my own life and was disheartened.
My
angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth
together,
threadbare and empty.
Finally, the time came when each life was to be
displayed,
held up to the light. . . the scrutiny of
truth.
The others arose, each in turn, holding up
their tapestries.
So
filled their lives had been!
My angel looked upon me, and nodded for me to
arise.
My
gaze dropped to the ground in shame.
I
hadn't had all the earthly fortunes.
I
had had love in my life, and laughter.
But
there had also been trials of illness 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
had 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 critical
gaze of those who unfairly judged me.
And now, I had to face the truth. My life was
what
it
was, and I had to accept it for what it had
been.
I arose 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
eyes wide.
Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me.
Light flooded the many holes, creating an
image,
The face of Christ.
Our Lord then 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 more
of
Me than there was of you.
May all our quilts be threadbare and worn,
allowing Christ to shine through.
Author Unknown
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