The Reverse Side of the Tapestry – All goes well when God is, so speak, both the author and the object of our faith, the one complementing and augmenting the other. In is like the right side of a beautiful tapestry being worked stitch by stitch on the reverse side. Neither the stitches nor the needle are visible, but, one by one, those stitches make a magnificent pattern that only becomes apparent when the work is completed and the right side exposed to the light of day; although while it is in progress there is no sign of its beauty and wonder. ————Jean-Pierre de Caussade 1675-1751 From: The Sacrament of the Present Moment Many spiritual writers speak to us about our life as being a work in progress, analogies from the clay on potters wheel molded by the hand of God, to the metamorphosis of the caterpillar into the butterfly ready to take flight. Jean-Pierre de Caussade’s ,a Jesuit priest in the 1700’s, compares life to a tapestry in the making as another way of viewing life as the handwork of God’s love. Tapestries though today mass-produced by machine, in de Caussade’s time were framed and stitched one stitch at a time. He notes that neither stitch nor needle is visible until the pattern is complete and the reverse side exposed to the light of day. Jean-Pierre speaks to the reader poignantly that we as the tapestries in the process of creation can only truly be completed to perfection through self-surrender to the will of the creator. It is the hand of our creator that knows and holds the pattern of our soul’s intention. Should we choose to fervently clutch to our own version of the pattern we often stumble and lose site of what the true finished picture on the reverse side of life’s tapestry is meant to picture and represent. It is only through the surrendering of self to that universal artist of life – that the masterpiece of our life will be completed to its intended beauty. Each years threads stitched exactly where they were designed to be; the colors and magnificence once finished is exposed to the light of day revealing the handwork of a life lived to its fullest and finest potential. It is much easier said then done this – surrendering to the hands we can not see. For myself it is a daily reminder that my life carries not the importance of my self-importance but the ultimate significance that my completed tapestry will represent in the universal good of all.