Psalm 13 - Tapestries and Mosaics

A tapestry is a textile art form weaving threads into a colorful image or pattern. The pattern remains indistinct until completion.


A mosaic takes small pieces of glass, stone or other material to create a pattern or design. Like the tapestry, only when completed does the mosaic pattern become distinguishable.

I am becoming more and more aware of how closely our lives resemble the assembling of tapestries and mosaics. We have all of these threads, individual events, that take place throughout our lives that don’t make sense at the time. Why did God direct our path there? What was that all about? How can that come to good? Yet, once the tapestry nears completion, once those threads in our lives start revealing the pattern…then we can begin to understand the whys, hows and whats. Those little fragments of events that were pieced together blindly begin to take shape as they fit into the schematic that God had designed for our life. I am beginning to see purposes to those crazy seemingly insignificant events that suddenly loom large as I see the big picture. At the time, it wasn’t my passion, it was just a little part time job to earn some spending money. Now I see how that particular job yielded a skill that fits into what God had designed for my future. A chance meeting, an old friend, or just an acquaintance from our past suddenly plays a role in our life that we could have never envisioned. We realize they had been strategically placed there for the plans that He had designed for us. When you come to that point where you can begin to see the beauty of the creation that is being woven and pieced, you stand in awe and realize that every little thread, every little piece of stone, was not just by chance at all but had been carefully placed by the hand of a loving God who had a clear picture of exactly what was being created...even when to me the threads seemed so complicated and confused and mismatched and the pieces didn’t appear to be fitting together into any discernable pattern. The tapestry of my life, when woven by God, yields a fabric far more beautiful than I could have ever designed myself. The mosaic of my heart is being pieced perfectly by my loving Father to fulfill the passion He placed within me. I am finally beginning to actually catch a glimpse of that truth and it is so overwhelming that it almost frightens me.