A lovely Story

[amandeep]

When I was a little boy, my mother used to embroider a great deal. I
would
sit at her knee and look up from the floor and ask what she was
doing.
She informed me that she was embroidering.
I told her that it looked like a mess from where I was, the underside.
I
watched her work within the boundaries of the little round hoop that
she
held in her hand.
She would smile at me, look down and gently say, 'My son, you go about
your
playing for a while, and when I am finished with my embroidering, I
will put
you on my knee and let you see it from my side.'
I would wonder why she was using some dark threads along with the
bright
ones and why they seemed so jumbled from my view.
A few minutes would pass and then I would hear Mother's voice say,
'Son,
come and sit on my knee.'
This I did, only to be surprised and thrilled to see a beautiful
flower or a
sunset.
I could not believe it, because from underneath it looked so messy.
Then Mother would say to me, 'My son, from underneath it did look
messy and
jumbled, but you did not realize that there was a pre-drawn plan on
the
top.It was a design. I was only following it.
Now look at it from my side and you will see what I was doing.'
Many times through the years I have looked up to my Heavenly Father
and
said, 'Father, what are You doing?'
He has answered, 'I am embroidering your life.'
I say, 'But it looks like a mess to me. It seems so jumbled.
The threads seem so dark. Why can't they all be bright?'
The Father seems to tell me, 'My child, you go about your business of
doing
My business, and one day I will bring you to Heaven and put you on My
knee
and you will see the plan from My side.
GOD IS GREAT. PRAISE HIM. THANK HIM...AGAIN AND AGAIN...SINCE GOD IS
THE
ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS WHAT IS RIGHT FOR US AND WHAT IS WRONG.
Dhan Nirankarji