Life is a Puzzle

You have a puzzle piece and so do I;
We carry it with us until we die.
Each piece has a place in God's overall plan,
Of what happens to us as woman and man.

All the people we meet and the places we go

Give shape to the picture that we have to show.

So we mingle together and search for a piece

To see if it matches and fits with ease.

 

Sometimes we think that a piece really goes

Only to find that it just gives us woes;

And we hold on to it for quite a while -

Til we're forced to trade it for another style.

 

If we pick up a piece and it won't seem to fit,

It may be just perfect after waiting a bit.

Then there's the ones we don't even touch

Because we believe they're not worth very much.

 

Sometimes we're surprised by what we ignore

When we discover it's what we've looked for.

Thus, we go through life and we pick and we choose

The different pieces we want to use.

 

At times we seem lost at what choices to make

And amaze ourselves at the chances we take.

We don't have the picture on the boxtop lid

To show future results of things that we did.

 

And if we ask questions of God's grand design,

'Am I in your puzzle or are you in mine?'

We learn all of these pieces will merge into one

Completing the puzzle when life here is done.

 

Written By: WaryDreamer

Until Next Time

He hath made every [thing] beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
Ecclesiastics 3:11