to weave a tapestry

I always start my weekends with a mental list of all I want to accomplish, most of it housework related :)...all those things that do not get done during the week when I am working. I had such a list this weekend. None of it was accomplished...and that is more than ok, because our family was very busy weaving..

I do not like the phrase blended family. When I think of Anonimo's 5 and my 3, I think of a tapestry and therefore I like the phrase: Woven Family. When we started this journey our tapestry was very threadbare, full of holes and loose threads. It was difficult to see any pattern or beauty. Here we are two years later and the design is becoming clearer, the colors brighter and the weave tighter.

For the first time, Anonimo and Jasper were able to discuss events that happened several years ago....and yet have been hanging over them. Tears washed away the uncertainties and our tapestry lost a bit of its grime and dullness. Part of the design that was not visible before has now come to the foreground.

The beauty of our tapestry is sometimes difficult for me to see in the midst of our everyday lives.....in the midst of the children's squabblings.....in the midst of the tyranny of the age we live in. This weekend I beheld the beauty and I am incredibly thankful and blessed.

Sunday nights are always hard when 4 of our precious jewels return to their mother's home and this home quiets down to 3 precious jewels.

Anonimo and I pulled our tired selves out for a walk. We collected fallen branches, dried flowers and pinecones of every shape and variety. I arranged them on the mantle and breathed deeply a sigh of contentment.

Our home, our children, our lives....one living tapestry of incredible value and beauty....all woven with care by the ONE who loves us beyond all comprehension.

Nothing accomplished and yet everything accomplished.

Psalm 30:12

That my soul may sing praise to You and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to You forever.