As I faced my Maker at the last Judgment,
I knelt before the Lord along with the other souls.
Before each of us laid our lives, like the squares of a quilt, in many piles.
I knelt before the Lord along with the other souls.
Before each of us laid our lives, like the squares of a quilt, in many piles.
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An Angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together
into a tapestry that was
our life.
As my Angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged
and empty each of my squares were.
They were filled with giant holes!
Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been difficult,
the challenges and temptations I was faced with in everyday life.
I saw hardships
that I had endured, which were the largest holes of all.
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I glanced around me.
Nobody else had such squares.
Others had a tiny hole here and there, other tapestries were filled
with rich color
and the bright hues of worldly fortune.
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I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened.
My Angel was sewing the ragged
pieces of cloth together,
threadbare and empty, like binding air.
Finally the time came
when each life was to be displayed, held up to the light and
the scrutiny of truth.
The others rose each in turn, holding up
their tapestries.
So filled their lives had been.
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My Angel looked upon me, and nodded for me to rise.
My gaze dropped
to the ground in shame.
I hadn't had all the earthly fortunes.
I had love in my life, and laughter.
But there had also been trials of illness,
death, and false accusations
that took from me my world as I knew it.
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I had to start over many times.
I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow
muster
the strength to pick up and begin again.
I had spent many nights on my knees in prayer, asking for help and
guidance in my life.
I had often been held up to ridicule, which I
endured painfully;
each time offering it up to the Father, in hopes that I
would not melt
within my skin beneath the judgmental gaze of those who
unfairly judged me.
Now, I had to face the truth.
My life was what it was, and
I had to accept it, for what it had been.
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I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the
light.
An awe-filled gasp filled the air.
I gazed around at the others who stared at me with eyes wide.
Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me.
Light flooded through the many
holes, creating an image.
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The face of Christ.
Our Lord stood before me, with warmth and love in His eyes.
He said,
"Every
time you gave over your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships,
and
My struggles. Each point of light in your life is when you stepped
aside
and let Me shine through, until there was more of Me than there was
of you.
Welcome Home, My Child."
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May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing
Christ to shine through.
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THANKS BE TO GOD ...
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