Puzzle pieces

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about puzzles. More specifically a 40,000 piece puzzle that is the Guinness book of world records largest puzzle in the world. This puzzle is the largest in both the amount of pieces and it’s overall size. The part of this puzzle that has me thinking though, is the number of pieces. 40,000 pieces needing to find their place in the big picture.

With that many pieces one might entertain the thought that one or two pieces aren’t such a big deal if they happened to go missing.. keeping track of 40,000 pieces sounds almost overtime payish.

One piece of a puzzle won’t even give someone an idea of what the picture will be once all the pieces are put together.  Having just one piece of the whole puzzle is useless really as it cannot be the whole puzzle even if it wanted to be.  That piece has its one place within the whole, where it is vital to the whole.  If that one piece decided to go it’s own way getting lost, thinking it’s no big deal or unimportant, would ruin the masterpiece for without it the whole would be void in the spot that piece was to take up. Furthermore that piece is not replaceable either. No other piece can or will fit into it’s rightful place.

As I ponder this I am drawn to the idea, what if life was like this. What if God has this masterpiece in mind as He creates each and every piece to fit together, each having it’s own unique shape and each being equally important to the finished project. He’s skillfully and masterfully knit every single human together while in the womb, giving to each a uniqueness that only they can contribute and nobody can take the place of.

We are all just pieces to the whole puzzle. We are meant to fit together, each in our own unique way.

This is not really a new thought, in scripture Paul puts it this way,

1 Corinthians 12:14-27 NLT — Yes, the body has many different parts, not just one part. If the foot says, “I am not a part of the body because I am not a hand,” that does not make it any less a part of the body. And if the ear says, “I am not part of the body because I am not an eye,” would that make it any less a part of the body? If the whole body were an eye, how would you hear? Or if your whole body were an ear, how would you smell anything? But our bodies have many parts, and God has put each part just where he wants it. How strange a body would be if it had only one part! Yes, there are many parts, but only one body. The eye can never say to the hand, “I don’t need you.” The head can’t say to the feet, “I don’t need you.” In fact, some parts of the body that seem weakest and least important are actually the most necessary. And the parts we regard as less honorable are those we clothe with the greatest care. So we carefully protect those parts that should not be seen, while the more honorable parts do not require this special care. So God has put the body together such that extra honor and care are given to those parts that have less dignity. This makes for harmony among the members, so that all the members care for each other. If one part suffers, all the parts suffer with it, and if one part is honored, all the parts are glad. All of you together are Christ’s body, and each of you is a part of it.

Selfishness, self-pity, self-righteousness, all focus on self.  So long as the focus is on self, it cannot also be on service.

The world has made popular the idea that we should be focused on self, like self improvement, self-confidence, self-help, self-esteem, self-acceptance, self-love, etc. All examples of the worldly idea that we need to focus on ourselves.

All around us are the messages, feeding into our minds and hearts, causing us to believe this concentration on self is right.   We are all searching for inner peace, love, and a place to just rest. When focus is on self, no matter what side of the scale, from self-pity to self-righteousness, we are in a constant state of restlessness, anxiety, always standing ready to defend.  We build up walls inside ourselves as part of our defense readiness, having no idea, the walls, once built, won’t allow the bad in, but won’t allow the good in either.   We starve ourselves of the very thing we are seeking, all because we have given into the feel-good, worldly, idea that we should concentrate on ourselves.

The problem is, we were not created for this.   Self, is lonely, isolating, non-community, it’s all take and little to no give.  We were created in the image of  All Mighty God, to be parts of a whole, to fit like puzzle pieces together.  

The enemy doesn’t want us to know we are but one simple piece.  He wants to destroy the puzzle, of course he will most deceptively, by the use of our emotions and lack of true wisdom, give us every reason to continue believing we, individually, are the whole.

We seem to all try to fit ourselves into spots that make us like those we admire or like those we respect. We work hard to prove ourselves worthy of the spots we desire to fit into. The truth is only one might actually fit in that spot. The rest are faking, camouflaged, mimicking, etc.

We all go through this life trying to find our place, a place with people like us, where we feel like we fit in. We look for like-mindedness, hobbies in common, similar interests and ways of living.

We then pass judgement in one form or another upon those who are not living up to our standards. Some may try to use religion or Christian principles as justification for being able to point out wrong doing in others.

We try to hide our true selves just in case we won’t be accepted.

The truth is instead of searching for what makes us the same as, or at least makes us resemble others, we should search for what makes us unique, different, special. We should be looking for our place in the big picture. At the same time we should be encouraging others to find their uniqueness also.

Instead of shunning people that may be different we should be accepting, learning, encouraging, celebrating what makes us individuals.

If we are to mimic Jesus, we need to learn how to serve and accept others regardless of what society and the world try to tell us.

We are all just one piece to the whole puzzle. All equal in significance, all having our own special, uniqueness to contribute to the whole.

Find your unique, be it, own it, show it off because you are special, important, fearfully and wonderfully made, most of all, you are dearly loved by your Creator!

Until next time may God bless you and keep you as you seek Him with your whole heart.

 

10 reasons I thank God for the blessing of mom

Proverbs 31:10-31 NLT — Who can find a virtuous and capable wife? She is more precious than rubies. Her husband can trust her,

And she will greatly enrich his life. She brings him good, not harm, All the days of her life. She finds wool and flax And busily spins it. She is like a merchant’s ship, Bringing her food from afar. She gets up before dawn to prepare breakfast for her household And plan the day’s work for her servant girls. She goes to inspect a field and buys it; With her earnings she plants a vineyard. She is energetic and strong, A hard worker. She makes sure her dealings are profitable;

Her lamp burns late into the night. Her hands are busy spinning thread,

Her fingers twisting fiber. She extends a helping hand to the poor And opens her arms to the needy. She has no fear of winter for her household, For everyone has warm clothes. She makes her own bedspreads. She dresses in fine linen and purple gowns. Her husband is well known at the city gates,

Where he sits with the other civic leaders. She makes belted linen garments And sashes to sell to the merchants. She is clothed with strength and dignity, And she laughs without fear of the future. When she speaks, her words are wise, And she gives instructions with kindness. She carefully watches everything in her household And suffers nothing from laziness. Her children stand and bless her. Her husband praises her: “There are many virtuous and capable women in the world, But you surpass them all!” Charm is deceptive, and beauty does not last; But a woman who fears the LORD will be greatly praised. Reward her for all she has done. Let her deeds publicly declare her praise.

 

Today, is the one day a year we as a society, set aside to honor our mother’s. Although in my opinion, mom’s should be celebrated and honored every day of the year, it still gives me hope and a grateful heart, that we give one whole day every year, to remember our moms and what they mean to us.

 

I thank God regularly for so richly blessing my life with my mom. Today, on mother’s day, I am especially grateful because my mom is a most extraordinary woman. My entire life, I have yet to meet another mom that can compare with mine.

 

For the sake of space within this blog post, I have narrowed down all the reasons I praise God for my mom down to my top ten.

 

10. Number ten is probably the most obvious and would be rather silly to even mention, except that it is absolutely true and therefore worth listing. I thank God for Mama because she gave me life. She birthed me and took on the responsibility of raising me.

 

9. I praise Father God for my mama because through good times and bad times, she stayed and work things out with daddy. She loved him so much it was awe inspiring. She, by her example, taught me it’s not only possible to be self-controlled, patient, and selfless, but it’s a requirement for a lasting marriage.

 

8. I praise God for my mama because, she worked so hard, both in the home and outside the home.  She not only taught me how to clean and care for a home, but she also taught me the value in working hard.

 

7. I thank God for mama because, she hosted our family holiday gatherings, that always seemed more like family reunions, with how many people would show up. It was hard work and she never got to visit with everyone because by the time the meal was prepared, shared, and then cleaned up, everyone started heading home. Still she did this year after year.

 

6. I thank Father God for my mama because, she has such a big heart. She is very attentive, thoughtful and she is always helping family, friends, and sometimes even strangers that are in need.

 

5. I praise God for my mama because, she raised me to walk with dignity and taught me how to be a woman deserving of respect. She taught by being an example.

 

4. I thank God for my mama because, she was never afraid to discipline me when I messed up. Even as an adult, she’s not afraid to let me know when I am wrong. She gently tells me with guidance from the Holy Spirit.

 

3. I praise God for my mama because, she has never been disloyal to me and she has always had my back.

 

2. I thank Father God for my mama because, she taught me how to listen and hear Holy Spirit  God. She also taught me, to always read at least one verse in the Bible, before reacting in anger to a fight.  She taught me, if I do this, I won’t react the same way I would if I lashed out in my own emotional understanding. I’m less likely to cause permanent damage to a relationship if I read a verse or two before reacting.

 

1. I praise father God for my mama because,  she introduced me to Jesus. Nothing will ever compare to this in all my life. She gave me life and took part in saving my life, by introducing me to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

 

My list could go on for pages, telling of all the reasons mama has been Father God’s first blessing upon my life. Today, as we honor our moms for the blessings they  are,  maybe we can stop for a moment and with all our heart, say a little prayer of gratitude to Father God for so greatly blessing us.

 

Until next time may God bless you and keep you as you seek him with your whole heart.

 

Prison Walls

They say the world

is overpopulated,

yet her people
feel caged and alone.

Dressed in our best
to sit beside someone,

both engaged with what’s on our phone.

Does anyone remember,
what it feels like to be happy?

Before we took,
the community out of humanity?

We accepted social distance,
and wearing a mask,

without so much as a fight.

Will we ever again find our voice,

to stand and speak up
for what is right?

Brainwashed, addicted,
poisoned and dependent,

never noticed
we’re not free at all?

Fool me once,
shame on you,

twice it’s on me,

third time,
I helped build my prison Walls.

Dear daughter

Dear daughter,
I just want you to know
it’s with a broken heart
I let you go
I want to stop you
and somehow make you stay
but it’s your life to live
and I can’t stand in your way

All I really want to do
is hold you in my arms
protect you from this hurting world
guard you from all harm
I know that it’s impossible
to spread your wings and fly
when your wings are tied together
under a mother’s watchful eye
so with my heart in pieces
holding back tears in my eyes
I’ll wave goodbye as I watch you go
and just in case you don’t know
my heart won’t beat the same
until you’re home

Dear daughter
seems we always disagree
burning Bridges go for miles and miles
that separate you and me
although we argue
and say things we don’t mean
my love for you is unshakable
even when we disagree

All I really want to do
is hold you in my arms
protect you from this hurting world
guard you from all harm
I know that it’s impossible
to spread your wings and fly
when your wings are tied together
under a mother’s watchful eye
so with my heart and pieces
holding back tears in my eyes
I’ll wave goodbye as I watch you go
just in case you don’t know
my heart won’t beat the same
until you’re home

Dear daughter
I’m sorry I ever let you down
to me you’re really special
I’m happiest with you around
I try so very hard
hoping you feel the same way
I guess if I hold too tight to you
I might smother you someday

All I really want to do
is hold you in my arms
protect you from this hurting world
guard you from all harm
I know that it’s impossible
to spread your wings and fly
when your wings are tied together
under a mother’s watchful eye
so with my heart and pieces
holding back tears in my eyes
I’ll wave goodbye as I watch you go
and just in case you don’t know
my heart won’t beat the same
until you’re home

Daughter I often pray
that there will come a day
you and I will gather all the pieces of the bridges we’ve burned down
Together build an unbreakable bridge to connect our hearts somehow
Until then,
with my heart in pieces holding back tears in my eyes
I’ll wave goodbye as I watch you go
but just in case you don’t know
my heart won’t beat the same
While your so far away
I’ll be counting all the days
until you’re finally home

My Conclusion

Why does it always have to make since,

Every little line and every word?

Why does it have to be in some kind of form?

To me its just absurd.

I really don’t understand it,

Although I still try to write.

Trying to come up with something,

That looks good in somebody else’s sight.

I think it should come,

Straight from your heart.

Every little line,

And every little part.

But to get the applause,

Of those who are reading,

You have to write something,

Better then those competing.

Whether the lines all match,

Or the words all rhyme,

To write something good,

It always takes time.

Its hard to take criticism,

From those who give it,

For every poem you write,

You’re the one who lived it.

Because it makes since to you,

You suppose it makes since to them.

But as for every heart that’s reading,

You cant always win.

I came to the conclusion,

I don’t have to know just why,

All I really have to do,

Is give my all and try.

 

 

Carrie Wink 1998