Embroidering（刺绣）
When I was a little boy living in New York，my mother used to embroider a great deal．I would sit at her knee and look up from the （36）___ and ask what she was doing．She（37）___ me that she was embroidering．I told her that it looked like a mess from where I was．As from the underside I watched her work within the （38）___of the little round hoop（铁环） that she held in her hand，I complained to her that it sure looked（39）___from where I sat．
She would smile at me，look down and（40）___say，"My son，you go about your （41）___for a while，and when I am finished with my embroidering，I will put you on my （42）___and let you see it from my side．"
I would wonder why she was using some dark threads along with the （43）___ones and why they seemed so jumbled（混乱的）from my（44）___．A few minutes would pass and then I would hear Mother's voice say，"Son，come and sit on my knee．"This I did only to be surprised and （45）___to see a beautiful flower or a sunset．I could not （46）___ it，because from underneath it looked so messy．
Then mother would （47）___to me，"My son，from underneath it did look messy and jumbled，but you did not realize that there was a （48）___plan on the top．It was a （49）___．I was only following it．Now look at it from my side （50）___you will see what I was doing．"
Many （51）___through the years，I have（52）___up to my Heavenly Father and said，"Father，what are You doing"？He （53）___，"I am embroidering your （54）___．"I say，"But it looks like a mess to me．It seems so jumbled．The threads seem so dark．Why can't they all be bright？"The Father seems to tell me，"'My child，you go about your business of doing My business，and one day I will bring you to （55）___ and put you on my knee and you will see the plan from My side．"