THE TAPESTRY GOD?S MASTERPIECE IBD

Sinopse

It had seemed like an eternity since The Artist was given the plan for the tapestry. He',d been waiting for this moment-the exact moment He would be given the opportunity to begin weaving. He had planned for this, but until He was given permission, He could only anticipate what He could do and how it would look. Now was that time. He stepped in front of the tattered and worn-looking tapestry. It wasn',t at all what He had intended. In fact, it was quite the opposite. What should have become beautiful and vibrant over time was instead deteriorating and coming apart. Who had done this? The Artist knew exactly what needed to be done. No question. He would have to start over . . . with a new canvas. The tapestry was ready to be dismantled so that the true condition of the canvas could be revealed. He began to methodically and precisely remove each strand of thread so as not to cause even more damage to what had already been done. The tapestry was fragile now. Strand by strand, the dismantling continued until finally The Artist had uncovered all the hidden imperfections. It was just as He thought it would be-stained, torn, and tattered. Years of neglect and abuse to the tapestry had left it damaged, so damaged that in an amateur',s eyes, it would have been discarded. But this was The Artist . . . would He be able to repair what had been done? What would He determine? Did the canvas have any value? The Artist had the plan, and what He could do with this canvas would be beyond what anyone could imagine. He was about to create His masterpiece.