“Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light, to chase a feather in the wind? Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight, there moves a thread that has no end. For many hours and days that pass ever soon, the tides have caused the flame to dim. At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom, is this to end or just begin? All of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you. The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again, one voice is clear above the din.
“Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light, to chase a feather in the wind? Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight, there moves a thread that has no end. For many hours and days that pass ever soon, the tides have caused the flame to dim. At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom, is this to end or just begin? All of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you. The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again, one voice is clear above the din. Proud Arianne one word, my will to sustain, for me, the cloth once more to spin. Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time, his is the force that lies within. Ours is the fire, all the warmth we can find, he is a feather in the wind.”
Lyrics written by Robert Plant after his five year old son passed away reminds us of the preciousness of life and the scarlet thread that has no end. While I can’t imagine the pain of losing someone so young and so dear, his heart felt words draw us in to pause and think about the reality of heaven and upon our arrival the reality of seeing those loved ones that have passed on before us, especially our children.
“And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.” Revelation 21:4.
I wonder what it will be like in that day to meet our relatives, who we never fully knew; separated by time, and especially our unborn children. There is a connection, a thread that is woven through all of our lives that forms a binding, a tapestry of love that is not easily broken. But what will it be like to see children in heaven we never knew and how comforting it is to know that God will be there to wipe away our tears. So it looks like there will be tears in heaven.
Life is so precious. It’s true worth is so far beyond our reason or rationalizations. Creation is such a beautiful process and our Creator is so good at it! He alone has the power to give life and take it away, He is God. As I’m writing this I’m forced to think about, reflect on the reality that upon arriving in heaven it might not be a totally joyous occasion as we are reunited with family members we never knew. When we realize, maybe for the first time, what our haphazardly and hasty decisions created for eternity.
“There moves a thread that has no end.” There is a thread that has been woven throughout our generations that connects us, one to another. It’s a scarlet thread woven by the Master Weaver Himself and indeed has no beginning or end. Its crimson stain draws us to a Son’s love for a lost and lonely world. It’s an unbreakable thread that once appeared on a fearful night in Egypt as the blood of the Passover lamb was brushed over the lentil and doorposts of all Israelite homes.
“Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time, his is the force that lies within.” I love the fact that God has connected us together and the fact that we are all related to one another and ultimately and logically to the God in whose image we were made. His will is perfect, His plan is complete and the fact that He has allowed provision for us to experience all of it through our own free will is a miracle.
So with that thought in mind, what will the cloth of your own life look like when you finally run out of thread here on earth? Will it be bound with the scarlet thread of the Father’s Son’s love? Will the doorposts of your heart be covered with the crimson blood of the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world?
There are so many twists and turns in life, so many chances to turn towards our Creator for His loving hand of help. Unfortunately, many will still make bad decisions that will alter the course of not only their own lives but also someone else’s. Tears will be shed and hearts broken but in the end there is a way that is right. It’s a solid foundation where even a feather in the wind can land safely forever in the hands of God’s loving grace. It’s a future where the tapestry has a beautiful picture, full of many connections to souls all bound together with a scarlet thread.
