I love looking at handmade items especially the ones woven with colored threads. It makes me think of my life as a care giver. I believe God has designed my thread to be woven in the life of my disabled brother. I must admit there have been times I wished I wasn’t the care giver. Aren’t big brothers supposed to look after their little sisters? I quickly think if my thread wasn’t where it should be it would affect my brother also. So, I am thankful that our colors are woven together and the strong strand of God binds it with His love in this tapestry God has set before us.