Cornelia "Corrie"
ten Boom was born in Haarlem, Netherlands, in 1892, and grew up in a
devoutly religious family. During World War II, she and her family
harbored hundreds of Jews to protect them from arrest by Nazi
authorities. Betrayed by a fellow Dutch citizen, the entire family
was imprisoned. Corrie survived and started a worldwide ministry and
later told her story in a book entitled The Hiding Place.
LIFE IS BUT A WEAVING
“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
He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.”
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
He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.”
Corrie ten Boom
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