What Is Lonnie's Room?

There is a room in our home to which I navigate more frequently than the others. It makes me feel secure, it is cozy, and it is quiet. From the peak of the room, there is a large rusty metal angel suspended by a very thin wire. It would apear as if the angel is hovering over me, protecting, and always present. The lighting in the room creates a virtual display of dancing shadows around the angel.

Every evening when I am in "MY ROOM", I think of what Luciano de Crescenzo once said, "We are all like one-winged angels. it is only when we help each other that we can fly."

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Tapestries

Tapestries…. common threads woven together to produce a beautiful rug, pillow or blanket and displayed for others to see. Often tapestries become family treasures passed from one generation to another. In my mind, a tapestry of memories can represent just about anything that is important to us. In “My Room”, I have a quilt which was originally made by my mother in law. It is not beautiful, it is not fancy… in fact, it is pretty pathetic. It is beginning to wear and edges are unraveling, but it is my favorite snuggly item. When I am cold, I wrap myself in “my tapestry” which often generates memories of the person who worked diligently in its creation. What tapestry will I leave for those who follow me? Will they think of something I have materially made?  will they remember lessons learned, occasions celebrated, and love shared? Have I made an impact on family, friends or clients? Have I done my very best of talents God has given me? What is your tapestry?

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