Tapisserie


J'aime le analogie de ma vie avec l'envers d'une tapisserie. Elle semble n'être rien d'autre qu'un fouillis de fils emmêlés, effilochés, parfois noués et apparemment aléatoires. Mais lorsque vous retournez la tapisserie, vous pouvez voir l'art, les couleurs riches, la texture et les motifs qui la composent. 

Mon Père céleste n’a rien tissé dans ma vie qui ait été gaspillé : pas un seul fil d’expérience ni une seule personne que j’ai rencontrée. 

Chaque personne que j’ai rencontrée, chaque expérience que j’ai vécue et chaque porte que j’ai franchie ont été le résultat d’un Père aimant tissant des expériences et des personnes dans ma vie. 

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