All I Want

      


 'All I ask, all I seek is You, is You. All I want, all I need is You....'

     What would it be like to really live as if you undoubtedly believed that ALL you needed was God? What if you let yourself be stripped down to your very core; soul, spirit, and heart exposed. Would you stand there proudly ready for Him to see it all? I know I wouldn't. I would most likely be embarrassed and a little ashamed. For me though, the awe inspiring thing is this; God already knows everything we would so quickly want to hide. The little nuances that make us who we are, those mistakes that have taught us strengthening lessons, and the less than perfect pathways we have chosen to follow. God already sees them all and He still calls me His child. He still wants to help me sing my song. He still sees us as beautiful, silly mistakes and all. I don't know about you but that fills my spirit, soul and even my burdened, heavy heart with immeasurable, tear jerking joy.

Learning to Sew

    In my bedroom hangs a quote I chose for my calligraphy college class.  The quote reads, "Some people weave burlap into the fabric of our lives and some weave gold thread.  Both contribute to make the picture beautiful and unique."  The author is anonymous but, whoever it was that decided to pen down those words was very wise.
    Today, as I go about my Saturday chores, I am contemplating the burlaps and the gold threads that pass through my life.  I realize the gold threads have not always been the best people.  They have at times been the hardest lessons learned, the broken hearts, and the struggles I have had the privilege to endure.  The burlaps on the other hand have become my very best friends and strongest support groups.  Burlap is long lasting and durable, even though at first touch it may be rough and coarse.  Gold thread is pretty to look at and gives the fabric some shimmer.  However, over time it will fade, become threadbare, and break.

    Another thought that came to mind while pondering the above quote was this, what would my life's fabric look like had I let it go and allowed God to simply sew?  But, really all this time He has been teaching me how to use each tidbit of string, scrap of burlap, and spool of gold thread.  With His skillful hand He has guided my tiny ones, showing me where to put the thread, where to add the burlap.  Some years down the road He and I will be sitting back admiring our tapestry and we will both smile.