Thankful for the Dark Threads

Ah, it’s good to be back! My husband and I have been traveling down a difficult road for the past few months. I’ve written several posts about it, but they semmed too dark to share! And while they were helpful to me, I wasn’t sure how helpful they would be to you! Corrie Ten Boom’s poem Life is But a Weaving says it well:

The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned.

But this morning (at 2:30 AM), I feel as though the spark has returned, and I’ve been reminded by a fellow blogger just why I write! It’s a part of me that will not let go!

So, happy belated Thanksgiving! For us, that day had its dark moments as well. But I’m reminded that, like our American heritage, the sum of the story should not be overshadowed by the dark pages, but, like the needful dark threads, God uses even national errors to make our country stronger.

I’m so thankful for a country that has a day of thanksgiving, although I find it strange to even imagine a day of giving thanks which excludes any shred of thankfulness to the One who makes all things possible. As Christianity lays silently on the chopping block of historical accounts, I thank God for my Christian heritage and the beautiful thread, no, the solid rock upon which this county was laid. Sadly, we see the ramifications of a nation which continues to deny its sacred roots and slide into a world with no basis for making even the simplest of decisions.

I’m sure Grammerly will judge this post as divisive. That is certainly not my goal. My goal is to call to every reader to look up! No matter your culture or creed, the truth will always stand:

For the LORD is good; His mercy is everlasting, And His truth endures to all generations. Psalm 100:5 (emphasis added)

Oh, how thankful I am that His truth will endure to all generations! It will always be questioned, tested, contradicted, and, sadly, rejected, but it will always remain true to the very character of God.

I need no other argument,
I need no other plea,
it is enough that Jesus died,
and that he died for me.

My faith has found a resting place,
from guilt my soul is freed;
I trust the ever-living One,
his wounds for me shall plead.

Eliza Edmunds Hewitt


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