woven

 

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I would count them, they are more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with you.

Psalm 139:13-18

 

 

Woven

 

Creator God

Creating.

In the unseen places

Flesh and bone, muscle and nerve

Knitted perfectly

To your unique pattern.

In the secret places

Joy and sorrow, hope and peace

Woven carefully

Through our unfolding days.

In the dark places

Pain and tears, laugher and love

Sewn deliberately

Life's tapestry develops.

In the waiting

Still Creating

                                  God in us.                                

 

Written By Tracy Ingham