The Weaver and Why not's

My friend once said, "Dear Lord, Why me?" She then felt the words, "Why not". Things happen, whether good or bad and we ask why? When it comes to trials and tribulations we ask why yet it is not till after the tempest is done raging that we look back and realize just how far we have come. Through the Lords hands "nothing is impossible".

Growing up my mother allowed us to expand our active minds on things that were most edifying. They create so much of who I am. She presented us with a poem that I know I shall always remember. It is entitled, "The Weaver" by Benjamin Malachi Franklin. It reads:

My life is but a weaving between my Lord and Me,
I cannot see the colors he worketh steadily
Oft times he weaveth sorrow and I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper, and I the under-side.

Not till the looms are silent and the shuttles cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why.
His dark threads are as needful in the Weavers skillful hands
As His threads of golds and silver in the patter He has planned.

He knows what we are going through and lately I have found the need to praise His name through it all. For it is His merciful hand that sustains me in this mortal journey.

I have a new dream. To look at people the way the Lord of Heaven and Earth does. I have a desire to be an example and say "Thy will O' Lord be done".

Free to Be Me

Today was one of the best days. Even though I was running all over campus and not really having any time to rest or think about anything else but the task at hand. Yet the whole day I felt like me! I truly feel like because I focused on the right things Heavenly Father blessed me this day. It was a beautiful bright day, the sun was warming and the wind less violent, and I truly felt confident as I went about my day. Not only that but I pushed my "loosen up button" (as my mom calls it) and enjoyed giggling and being structurally random (if there is such a thing). Today was an all around good day.

A smile from up above :) carried me through the day!
It was not challenge to sing, dance, and pray.
I am me, it is who God wants me to be.
Open all your doors,
who knows what way God will take you.
Perhaps over a rainbow or through purple moors.
Yet I have found this day,
that my trust in God will remain and stay.

Poetry on the spot, it is within my thoughts :) I do hope a day may come your way, in which you can sing, dance, and pray! Let yourself be you! For if you aren't, then who will be?