A Little Thread

A little thread am I, you see,
Within the patterned quilt of life,
The colors wound with majesty
And edges worn with sin and strife.

I carry on as life goes by,
A little thread, a tiny string
And even with an aided eye
I don’t amount to anything.

Unknown amidst all time and space
I hear a voice come from on high.
With love assures me, just in case
I feel unneeded and denied.

“Without you,” Weaver says to me,
“There’d be a hole in my tapestry.”

--Phylicia Mercedes


Sometimes I feel as if I am an insignificant part of the handiwork of God, as if the purpose of my life means nothing in the scope of the universe. But God constantly reminds me that I am a vital part of His plan. I am not sure why He constantly puts the effort in to love me and help me grow, but I am eternally thankful.

This year has been one of tremendous growth for me, especially since August. When I started my junior year at college, I knew that something was going to change. I didn’t know what it would be… but I knew my life would not be the same. A few weeks into school we found out that one of the vital members of our choir, a friend of mine, had been diagnosed with cancer. He is a 21 year old, spunky young man with a deep soul and fun-loving heart. My roommate and I took on the responsibility to serve him as a friend in whatever way we could. Being there for him without expecting anything back gave me a concrete example of what true service and giving really means. In fact, it taught me what it really means to be a Christian. A few weeks ago, my friend was declared cancer-free and is now finishing up his last few treatments of chemo. God is so good.

Through that situation, God was able to teach me again how to trust Him completely. No matter what happens, He is in control. It is just my job to follow Him all the days of my life.

I may only be a single thread, completely invisible in the huge tapestry of life, but I now understand that without my devotion and trust in God, there would be a hole that could never be filled the same way. Maybe the world as a whole wouldn’t notice if I don’t contribute to the pattern, but those around me would.

My prayer is that I continue to shine brightly in the colors God has made me. That I can serve those who enter my life the way Christ served – so that Christ can be seen in me and someday the whole picture will be visible.

I am amazed at God’s glory and wonderful talent. Weave me, Lord, into your awesome design.