From Wednesday_Adams to Lynda

Christ Face

As I faced my maker at the last judgment, I knelt before our lord with all the other souls.
Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles, an angel sngel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together into tapestry that is our life.
But as my angel took each piece of cloth off pile, I noticed how ragged and empty my each of my squares were, they were filled with gaint holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life that been difficult and the challenges temptations I was faced within everyday life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of all...

I glanced around me, Nobody else had such squares other then a tiny hole here and there, the other two tapestries were filled with rich colors and bright hues of of worldly fortune, I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened. My angel was sewing the ragged piecesof cloth together, threadbare and empty, like binding air.

Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up to the light, the scrutiny of truth, each one took a turn holding up the tapestries so filled their lifes had been my angel looked upon me and nodded for me to rise, my gazed dropped to the ground in shame, I hadn't had all the earthly fortunes. I had love in my life and laughter, there had also been trials of illness, death and false accusations that took from me my world, as I knew it.

I had to start over many times, I often struggled with the temptation to quit only to some how master the strength to pick up and begin again...I 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 lord in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the judgmental gazed 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, I slowly lifted the combined sqaures of my life to the light. I gazed around at the others who stared at me with wide eyes. The I looked upon the tapestry before me, light flooded the many holes, creating an image the face of christ. The lord stood before me with warmth and love in his eyes he said "Everytime you gave over your life to me, it became my life, my hardship and struggles, each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let me shine through, until there was more of me then there was of you"

This poem is for Lynda 
 

copyright Lynda Schowengerdt 2009