When I was little, my mother used to sew a great deal. I would sit at her knee and look up from the floor and ask what she was doing. As from the underside I watched her work within the boundaries of the little round hoop that she held in her hand. I complained to her that it sure looked a mess from where I sat.
She would smile at me, look down and gently say,"Son, you go about your playing for awhile, and when I am finished with my embroidering, I will put you on my knee and let you see it from my side."
I would wonder why she was using some dark thread along with the bright ones, and why they seemed so jumbled from my view.
A few minutes would pass and then I would hear Mom say,"Son, come and sit on my knee." Then Mother would say to me,"My son, from underneath it did look messy and jumbled, but you did not realize that there was a plan on the top.
It was a design, I was only following it. Now look at it from my side and you will see what I was doing."
Many times through the years I have looked up to Heaven and said,"Father, what are YOU doing?"
He has answered, "I am embroidering your life."
I would reply,"But it looks like a mess to me. It seems so jumbled..the threads seems so dark... Why can't they all be bright?"
The Father seems to tell me..."My child, you go about your business of doing MY business
and one day I will bring you to Heaven and put you on my knee....