Life's Weaving

My Life is but a weaving
Between my God and me;
I may not choose the colors,
He knows what they should be

For He can view the rainbow
Upon the upper side,
While I can see it only
On this, the under side.

Sometimes He weaves sorrow,
Which seems strange to me;
But I will trust His judgment,
And work on faithfully;

At last, when life is ended,
With Him I shall abide,
then I may view the rainbow
Upon the upper side;

Then I shall know the reason
Why pain with joy entwined,
Was woven in the fabric
Of life that God designed.  

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It is possible to give without loving, but it is impossible to
love without giving..............Richard Braunstein

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