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A sharing by Helen Chang for this song:

When I first came across this poem, the words hit hard at the core of my being at once, because this was the exact portrait of the first 20 years of my life!

I could recall how I felt with words like, ‘I do not choose the colour….sometimes He weaves sorrow….’. Yes, I never asked to be born into such a complicated and troublesome family. I did not have a choice whatsoever! I was just a product of my circumstances, a completely passive being without any freedom to choose since birth.

As I pondered more on the rest of the poem, I also saw the critical difference in the attitude of this writer from mine back then.

The writer recognised that he was affected by his foolish pride such that he could only see the underside of such a weaving at first. But later he realised that the dark threads are just as needful as the gold and silver threads. Thus eventually he had the confidence and hope to know that, after the completion of this weaving process in his life, God would explain the reason why one fine day! The most incredible expression came when he realised that it is God Who is patiently weaving on and that it was not he who had to patiently endure the weaving process!

As this poem is such a fitting reminder of the way I lived back then, so may God Yahweh keep me from being so eager to seek to understand His mind whenever trials and testing should come my way. As He is the Lord and Master of my life, I owe my every breath to Him, so how dare I think that I have the right to even try to understand the mind of The Creator of the Universes in everything that comes my way here and now? Am I not exactly like the frog at the bottom of the well?

So may His Spirit renew my heart and mind daily that I may be filled with thanksgiving in every situation!