The Puzzle

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If you think about it, your life is like a puzzle.  You gather pieces as you grow, as you move forward in life, and learn about who you are.  You begin collecting them from the first, “Why am I here?” to the last breath you take.

But you don’t know what the end picture is going to look like.  Not really.  You can dream of course, even take all the pieces you can find and try to force them to make the picture you want.

Take it from me.  That doesn’t work.

I wanted to be a nurse until microbiology came into my life.  I drove to Nashville to be a songwriter until reality smacked me in the face and asked, “Do you really want to do this?”  I decided not to accept the flight attendant position when I learned I would need to drop my life the instant I was called for a flight.  This list is enormous, so I’ll spare you the rest.

The point is I tried so many things to find out who I’m supposed to be.  I tried to force myself into places and jobs I thought I would like only to realize I wasn’t qualified or gifted and when push came to shove, I didn’t even want it.  I just wanted the label; to be someone with a purpose.

So I stopped trying to force the picture I wanted.  I knew I had this small pile of puzzle pieces waiting for me, those I had gathered since I was a little girl, but without the box, I didn’t know what the end picture was going to be.  I suppose not knowing really scared me.  What if it’s something I don’t like?  What if it’s something so boring I wind up chewing on my own foot just to pass the time to keep my sanity?  Umm, I guess if I’m chewing on my own foot my sanity would be long gone.

That’s when I started asking other people what they thought about my life; what they thought my final picture would look like.  They brought all these other puzzle pieces and dumped them on my little pile.  I asked for it.  No one did anything wrong.  No one but me.  Instead of going to the only One who really knows the big picture, that final picture of what my life is all about, I tried my own way.  And when that didn’t work, I checked around to see what everyone else thought.

Now my little pile of puzzle pieces had grown into an enormous mound of confusion.

The good news, God is not only the artist Who meticulously painted each and every piece just for me, He knows which pieces are mine and which ones are not.  And He can help me find those important corner pieces, those four pieces that hem me in and stop me from going too far in any one direction.

So let me ask you:  How big is the pile you’re working on?  Are you working on the little pile you’ve been gathering or are you grabbing those “good” pieces and trying to force them?  Or are you frustrated, sorting through the mound that others have loaded on you?

Feeling lost?  Overwhelmed?

I understand.

Let me tell you:  You really can ask God to help you.  He’s the One who sketched that beautiful, final picture of you smiling.  He’s also the One who gave you the most beautiful piece, Jesus Christ; the One who adds all the light to your picture.

Once you’ve asked Him for help, He will help you sort through the mess.  He will even point out the pieces you should pick up and those you should leave behind as you walk together.

And when the day comes and you find you’re holding the last piece, a piece that resembles a tiny droplet of water, you’ll notice the only place left for the piece to fit is on the very face of Jesus Christ.  As you take your last breath and the final piece of your puzzle slips into place, you’ll realize the water droplet is a tear belonging to Jesus.

You see, He is so pleased, so deeply moved that you believed in Him, you asked Him for help, and now you’re finally home.

What a glorious picture that will be.

“I know, O Lord, that a man’s life is not his own; it is not for man to direct his steps.”  (Jeremiah 10:23 NIV.)

 

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22 thoughts on “The Puzzle

  1. Perfect timing for me. I am at a threshold in my life. I have two degrees: one is a B.S. in Interior Design and the other is an Associates in Theology. The B.S. was much more expensive and I have this irrational thought that I must continue down that path because of the time and money put into it. My heart and soul however looks in the completely opposite direction knowing God has greater things for me. The piece of the puzzle that has been missing is how to make that switch. Excellent read. Thank you.

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    1. Praise God for His timing! You know, I used to look back at all the things I tried and think, “What a waste of time and money. I better use that somewhere.” But really, all of those experiences have made me who I am today. And your B.S. in Interior Design, I’m sure, has made an impact on you and helped you become “you.” (Even if it’s to point you in the opposite direction 🙂 ) And who knows, God can certainly tie things together to make beautiful designs…perhaps He will tie your B.S. and your Associates degrees into one amazing creation that will surprise you! 🙂 He’s God, anything is possible! God bless you, Misty, as you continue growing closer to Him.

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      1. Amen. It’s amazing to look back at the path God has brought us down sometimes and see how He works everything out for our good. I’m about to step into that next season so I’ll let you know how it turns out, haha! He’s a good God!

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        1. He sure is! And yes, please keep me posted on that next season…I’m excited for you and love to hear how God is working. So feel free to share anytime! And God bless you as you step forward into that new season He’s been preparing for you.

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  2. “As you take your last breath and the final piece of your puzzle slips into place, you’ll realize the water droplet is a tear belonging to Jesus. You see, He is so pleased, so deeply moved that you believed in Him, you asked Him for help, and now you’re finally home.” <– ♥ At this point, I felt my own tears stinging my eyes. Beautiful post! 🙂

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  3. Reblogged this on Witty Mummy and commented:
    “And when the day comes and you find you’re holding the last piece, a piece that resembles a tiny droplet of water, you’ll notice the only place left for the piece to fit is on the very face of Jesus Christ. As you take your last breath and the final piece of your puzzle slips into place, you’ll realize the water droplet is a tear belonging to Jesus.

    You see, He is so pleased, so deeply moved that you believed in Him, you asked Him for help, and now you’re finally home.

    What a glorious picture that will be.”

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    1. Thank you for reading and commenting. God bless you as you spread the word to be ready! I’m longing for the day Jesus calls me home into His arms.

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  4. I’ve lately been stuck trying to navigate an awkward puzzle. My instinct is to fall back on, “how am I going to make this happen? What do I need to do?” And then it occurred to me – let it go. Stop assuming every move is mine to make ever so carefully, let God have it, and stop thinking about it. We’ll see what happens from here.

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    1. Bless your heart, Brandon. I understand. Yes, let God have control of each step and He will lead you. He really will give you directions, one step at a time. Just wait for Him. Don’t try to run ahead of Him or hurry Him (haha! That’s what I used to do and it just got me into some pretty big messes). His timing is perfect. His plan for you is perfect. Trust Him. There is true freedom when we let Him lead…we don’t have to worry or stress or try to figure everything out. I’m excited for you to see where He is leading you! God bless you.

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