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Posted by on Jul 17, 2020 in Everything In Between | 6 Comments
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“I never would have imagined…”

Over the last 2½ years, that phrase has been uttered from my lips more times than I can count… sometimes in horror… sometimes in humor.

Last week, Chris and I drove to Lancaster, PA, to teach two Convene groups. After a full day of teaching and a subsequent appointment, we got in the car to make the drive back to Cleveland. We arrived home at about 12:30am. The next morning, I got up and went out front to take Mo on his morning walk. Never would I have imagined what I found: The key in the front door, the garage door wide open, and Chris’s suitcase literally sitting in the middle of the driveway. I only wish I’d thought to take pictures! It was as if we’d walked in the door and our batteries had died.

Whether in humor, excitement, or pain, I’m assuming there have been times when you’ve also thought, “I never imagined this as a part of my journey,” or “I never thought my life would take this turn.” Been there. Am there. Yet as we prepare to leave Ohio with a clear direction from the Lord to return home to Memphis to launch Race for Reconciliation and One City Church, I’m more aware than ever before of the sentiment expressed in The Divine Weaver.

My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.

Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I, in foolish pride,
Forget he sees the upper
And I the underside.

Not ‘til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly,
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful
In the Weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned.

I’m not sure what “shuttles” are 🙃 … and I’m not sure where this finds you today. Perhaps you’re in a season where you feel like God’s using all the dark threads. If so, I encourage you to let go of the pressure to hold tight. The Lord is holding you.

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Perhaps, like me, you’re moving to a place of relinquishing having to understand it all and instead choosing to embrace each day the Lord gives you. One day, our “I never imagined” will not be in humor or horror, but it will be in awe of all that the Lord reveals to us of His bigger plan. Neither COVID nor politics nor sin can derail our Grand Weaver. Take heart, my friend!

If you’re interested in helping us launch Race for Reconciliation or One City Church, give me a shout!


6 Comments

  1. Carolyn
    July 17, 2020

    Right on time! Love you loads!

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  2. Rebecca Berkes
    July 17, 2020

    My brother, a Pastor, whom I never met until the day of my mother’s funeral in St. Louis, Mo, read this at my mother’s funeral. The entire moments leading up to the moment were Amazing enveloped in Glory, and he read this very poem . . . and The Peace blanketed my family that day . . . and I Believe will always be remembered deeply. I enjoy your writing, Karin!

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    • karinconlee
      July 17, 2020

      Thank you for the encouragement on my writing. A sweet friend in OH reminded me of this poem. Good to keep in front of us. Blessings!

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      • Susan F Wagaman
        July 17, 2020

        Thank you Karin…Beautifully written and so very timely!

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  3. Kate alexander
    July 17, 2020

    I love this! I’m so glad to hear that y’all are coming back to memphis- I would love to help
    In any way!!

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  4. Gayle S
    July 18, 2020

    Beautiful words from a beautiful soul. Thank you Karin for leading us from your own journey…♥️

    Reply

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