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Forgive as I have forgiven you

Last Sunday I read the poem, The Master Weaver’s Plan , during my homily. It is a poem whose authorship is unknown, but one that was often quoted by Corrie ten Boom, a holocaust survivor, as she traveled and spoke around the world.

Posted by Fr. Bill on June 22, 2015

Corrie and the members of her family were arrested by the Nazis for hiding Jews in their home in the Netherlands.  She and her sister, Betsie, were sent to a concentration camp in Germany where Betsie died.  I remember hearing Corrie ten Boom speak at a Catholic Charismatic Conference years ago as she shared a message of forgiveness and reconciliation.  After the war she had traveled to Germany to speak of forgiveness and while speaking in Munich she saw a man, in the church, who had been a guard in the concentration camp where Corrie and her sister were imprisoned.  She was flowed with the memories of the cruelty this man had inflicted.  After hearing her speak, he came up to her and told her that he had been a guard in the prison, but was now a Christian, he knew that God had forgiven him his sins, but he extended his hand to her and asked her to forgive him.  She found herself praying silently, “Jesus, help me. I can lift my hand, I can do that much. You supply the feeling." As she took the man’s hand she felt a healing warmth run down her arm and into their hands and she cried out in tears, "I forgive you, brother with all my heart!"   Jesus is always calling us to forgive as he has forgiven us.  Most of the time we do not feel like forgiving.  In those times may we pray like Corrie and ask Jesus to supply the feeling, as we extend our hand in forgiveness.        

God’s blessings and peace,   Father Bill

 

The Master Weaver’s Plan 

 

My life is but a weaving
Between the Lord and me;
I may not choose the colors–
He knows what they should be.

For He can view the pattern
Upon the upper side
While I can see it only
On this, the under side.

Sometimes He weaves in sorrow,
Which seems so strange to me;
But I will trust His judgment
And work on faithfully.

‘Tis He who fills the shuttle,
And He knows what is best;
So I shall weave in earnest,
And leave to Him the rest.

Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas
And explain the reason why.

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

-Author Unknown

 

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