"The Hypothetical Carpet"

I was hesitant in posting this for a number of reasons. I assure you this one came from the core of who I am. Enjoy!
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As I lay on the floor and look deeply into the carpet, this is what I see:

I see threads of all different colors that are so tightly woven together that it makes up the floor. There is red, blue, tannish yellow, green, brown, grey, and even orange. The colors were scattered all around and mixed in throughout. The blendings of the colors made for an even balance, which resulted in a decent looking carpet (an interesting sight). If all these colors were not mixed in, but rather congregated with each of their own, this would be the ugliest carpet in the world(hypothetically)... But it isn't...

As God sits high and looks low that is exactly what He sees. A people of all different colors, but all with the same thread. The beauty of His creation lies in the perfect mix of imperfections, somehow needing each other for a sense of completeness... That is, we His people. But if we, His people do not allow ourselves to be so tightly woven together amongst those that are different from us, in such a way as to produce something as sturdy as the floor (with the same humility as one... that is, the floor), then we do His perfect creation an injustice and pervert His masterpiece to the point of causing something so potentially beautiful to appear as something that is just plain old ugly... Just like that hypothetical carpet.

People of God and those who may not know they are... yet. We need to realize that we are the beauty of this world. Not because of us, but because God made us in His own image. Yea we may be different in stature, color, etc., but we all have the same make up. So from a broader perspective, our differences are probably 2 percent of our being as we pertain to others. We are all very... the same. Yea, I know... I could have used the word similar, but even that allows enough leeway for that one obstinate knuckle head to hang his or her hat on the few differences that are present amongst human beings. So I use the words... "The same"; because whether or not we like it or are even willing to accept it, that's what we are. The perfect mix of an imperfect state of being, which was (Genesis 3) and still is self inflicted, yet while somehow (Christ) still being able to maintain an exclusive uniqueness, that when unified according to God's desire and plan can only be described by one word... Perfect.