Thomas A Seccombe

My life is but a weaving, between my God and me;I do not choose the colors,He worketh steadily. Oftimes He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride,forget He sees the upper, and I the underside. Not until the loom is silent, and shuttles cease to fly,will God unroll the canvas and explain the reasons why. The dark side threads are as needful in the skillful Weavers hand, As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned.

“Once in a lifetime love gives us a fairytale" You will be Always and Forever in our Hearts ❤️

Pam, David, Graham, Katie, Cannon, Juliet and Levi