Biased Tape

 

Biased Tape

Genesis 2:1 “Thus the heavens and the earth were finished, and all the host of them.2And on the seventh day God ended his work which he had made; and he rested on the seventh day from all his work which he had made.”

Ecclesiastes 7:8 “Better is the end of a thing than the beginning thereof: and the patient in spirit is better than the proud in spirit.”

Matthew 5:17 “Think not that I am come to destroy the law, or the prophets: I am not come to destroy, but to fulfil.”

Colossians 1:20 “And, having made peace through the blood of his cross, by him to reconcile all things unto himself; by him, I say, whether they be things in earth, or things in heaven.”

     My wife uses biased tape in sewing quilts.  It is a happy time when she gets to this stage.  Having meticulously pieced together the inner designs, joining the inner squares, she adheres the biased tape about the final edge.  The tape binds the rough ends and gives the quilt that finished look.

     God used Jesus the same way.  Binding up the unfinished edges of the old testimony, we see all come to completion in Him.  All prophecies, which hinted of a Messiah to come, were met in the GodMan of Jesus.  A completed quilt so to say.

     Going to the state fair, we see the quilting competition.   Judged on stitching skill and design complexity, one is put ahead of the other.  Some are evaluated wholly upon their total theme.  What is the piece saying?  Do colors clash and detract one’s attention from taking in the story?  From beginning to end, did the crafter work in a homogeneous manner?  In other words, does the work flow?

     In His testament, we see concurrent events weaving in and out of the pages.  Recorded in a chronological fashion, yet some overlap.  Stitched together with His truth, inner designs tell of His workings with Man.  When scanned quickly, it appears they fragment, not pointing to an end.  A mere collection of books independent in their focus.  A closer study reveals a common stitch pattern joining materials closely.  Colors do not clash, in fact, when viewed from a distance, they surprisingly complement one another.

     When will the end be?  He has given us this piece completed in His work of the cross.  He came to fulfill all law becoming the perfect sacrifice for us.  “It is finished!”  That final stitch struck down and pierced.  The edge completed.

     Has not the Father overlaid His testimony, extending the fabric to our present and into the future?  He tells of a time of perfect consummation when all ends will be gathered, none to be lost.  His Son, the finishing edge, will run the entire border.  All will yield to His rule as He echoes the Father’s glory which He enjoyed together with Him at the start.  It is God who displays the tapestry.  His Holy Spirit shines the highlights for all the Heavenlies to see.  We, in this Church age, agree with the Master Craftsman laying out the design square by square.

     The end will come.  Christ will not be denied.  He will faithfully complete His work and win for His Father the blue ribbon. 

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