Wives, in the same way be submissive to your husbands so that, if any of them do not believe the word, they may be won over without words by the behavior of their wives, when they see the purity and reverence of your lives...let it be incorruptable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is very precious in the sight of God. 1 Peter 3:1

Treasures of Darkness

Posted on Thursday, December 13, 2007 by oneP3 | (0) Comments

I was reading my quiet time this morning and thought that it was very appropriate to post. As some of you know, I’m a sucker for the daily devotional Streams in the Desert and I can’t stop reading it even though I’m two years into a one year devotional. I take no credit in the wisdom here because I am just copying it verbatum. I hope that it blesses you all in the way it has me.
PP

I will give thee the treasures of darkness (Isaiah 45:3)

In the famous lace shops of Brussels, there are certain rooms devoted to the spinning of the finest and most delicate patterns. These rooms are altogether darkened, save for a light from one very small window, which falls directly upon the pattern. There is only one spinner in the room, and he sits where the narrow stream of light falls upon the threads of his weaving “Thus,” we are told by the guide, “do we secure our choicest products. Lace is always more delicately and beautifully woven when the worker himself is in the dark and only the pattern is in the light.”

May it not be the same with us in our weaving? Sometimes it is very dark. We cannot understand what we are doing. We do not see the web we are weaving We are not able to discover any beauty, any possible good in our experience. Yet if we are faithful and fail not and faint not, we shall some day know that the most exquisite work of all our life was done in those days when it was so dark.

If you are in the deep shadows because of some strange, mysterious providence, do not be afraid. Simply go on in faith and love, never doubting. God is watching, and He will bring good and beauty out of all your pain and tears.—-J.R. Miller

(From Streams in the Desert, December 13)