Note: This is a rerun of a Facebook post from 2012. I feel compelled to post it here because it happened again - people we met, by pure "chance" stepped back into our lives in a big way. I guess this is always relevant.
I don't know why but lately I've been having incredibly detailed dreams of my childhood and teenage years. They're more like snippets really, the feel of yanking an ice cold bottle of Casco soda from the rack of a soda machine. The sound of the sunrise cannon at the yacht club on a hot July morning while fishing from the Town Landing dock. Playing basketball outside on a sunny March day with cold, wet hands. The smell and taste of Spruce Gum. And the people like Tom Randall, the owner of Town Landing Market and the first true entrepreneur I ever met. Or Ted Jordan, the Head Groundskeeper at the Payson estate who I worked under for two summers. After waking from yet another night of dreams like this I chuckled to myself that, when we hear "my life flashed before my eyes", it usually doesn't happen over weeks and months. I guess God's giving me the "long play" version.
It occurred to me this morning that every experience and person God places before us is like a thread in the tapestry that will become our life. If you've ever seen an old tapestry from the back, it's a mess of colored threads and knots. It's only when you look at the front, often from a distance, that the beauty of the artist's work can be seen. My friends, we often see our lives like the back of a tapestry, a mess of colors, loose threads and knots. But God sees our lives as what He's created, a beautiful tapestry made up of threads of memories and people which, over time, may not seem to be connected but, when woven together by an artist, become a thing of beauty. Appreciate your past, breathe in your present, anticipate your future - your tapestry isn't finished yet.
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