[Christ] is to history what a weaver is to a tapestry. I once watched a weaver work at a downtown San Antonio market. She selected threads from her bag and arranged them first on the frame, then on the shuttle. She next worked the shuttle back and forth through the threads, intertwining colors, overlapping textures. In a matter of moments a design appeared. Christ, in like manner, weaves his story. Ever person is a thread, every moment a color, every era a pass of the shuttle . Jesus steadily interweaves the embroidery of humankind.