Fragile

I tangle so easily

get caught up in things that don’t matter.

I stretch

tug

and snap.

I spin round and round and get tied up in knots.

When I try to be useful

I get myself in a mess of broken dreams and tangled threads.

I need to be broken

unknotted

unravelled

stripped back down to just being me

and let You reweave

the threads of my life

twining the cords of me and You

together

for You make me stronger than I could ever be on my own

and You rethread me

and work me into Your great tapestry

and though my part of the picture may be small

it is significant

my colours shine the beauty

of Your design

and though I may never see the whole pattern

I will play my part with joy

Knowing Your hand guides my movements

weaving my life with others

to create a beautiful picture

displaying Your glory for all to see.