2orMore September 2012
The Fabric of our Life
To Inspire You
Vera Velk, Board Member
Have you heard the commercial for cotton: the touch, the feel, the fabric of our life? I saw something the other day that gave a whole new meaning to the fabric of our life.
My small street was under reconstruction. The old pavement was pulled up and a layer of asphalt was poured down. This first layer, according to the town newsletter, was to take care of imperfections in the road and smooth out the roadbed.
A few days later I saw a truck pull up that had “Road Fabric” written on its side. My curiosity was raised, so I walked out on my deck to get a better look. Inside the back of the truck was roll after roll of literal road fabric, a geotextile fabric. This asphalt overlay is a moisture barrier in the pavement and increases the lifespan and load carrying capabilities. It reduces ruts and is only $250 for a 300 foot long roll (in case you are interested).
Soon, two machines pulled up. One looked like a truck with an apparatus low to the ground in the back. The other looked like a tractor with hooks at the end of arm extensions. Two men carried a roll of the road fabric on their shoulders. The roll was 12-15 feet wide, about half the width of the street. They hooked it onto the front of the “fabric tractor.” It reminded me of how we might hook up a roll of paper towels to a holder under a kitchen cabinet.
The truck with the strange apparatus squirted what looked like a mixture of tar and oil onto the street—yucky stuff. The truck drove ahead of the tractor, squirting this mixture on the roadbed. Then the two men each grabbed an end of the roll of fabric and laid the fabric onto the tar and oil mixture. The “fabric machine” advanced driving onto what had just been laid down. The road looked flawless.
To cover curves in the road, the fabric was cut into pie-like slices and overlapped as another layer was laid on the street. The two men cut any overlapped parts so that the road fabric was edge to edge and appeared seamless. Days later, a final coating of asphalt was put down and the result was road perfection.
The pristine beauty of the road was marred two days later when someone threw an orange peel onto the surface and someone else drove over it. But a day after that the street sweeper came and cleaned up the mess.
This whole road rebuilding process revealed five spiritual truths to me.
May we all reflect Jesus as the fabric of our lives so that others will come to know Him.