LIFE\'s PUZZLE PIECES
I sat staring at the puzzle pieces I’d been given; Oddly shaped, oddly colored, none fitting together, and some were very ugly in color as well as shape. My mind tried to make sense of these puzzle pieces and why they were given to me? How could they mean anything to me considering my life? Especially now? Didn’t God know the cross roads I was at and the answer to my prayer was these puzzle pieces I’d found? I counted the pieces…7 were their number. Odd, I thought. Seven is God’s number of perfection. Well, none of these pieces were perfect. I looked more closely at the colors; white, green, red, blue and pink, yellow, rainbow colored and black. Even the colors made no sense. I sat, staring, remembering my life from birth to now. Yes, the now that was the crossroads I faced; Faced full of uncertainty, fear, confusion, regret, and begging God for some hope.Quietly, as I sat, I heard God speak. “My Child, you do not understand?” I replied, “No, Father, I don’t. Why me? Why now? Why?” God’s presence surrounded me with warmth and gentleness. “Look at the pieces again, child.” I looked, still there was no logic. He spoke, “Don’t you see you’re life in these 7 perfect pieces?” I said, “Perfect? Not hardly! There’s nothing right about them!” God drew me closer to Him and said, “Let me explain. I’ve give 7 puzzle pieces to each human being I created since the dawn of time and to those yet to be born. Each person’s 7 pieces are perfect for them and them alone. No one else can use those pieces for they fit only the one for which I created.” I took in a slow breath trying to understand. God, my Father, continued. “You see 7 pieces and you are correct; that is My number for perfection. What you do not see is how the colors came to be or how they fit.” Again, I tried to understand and listen carefully as I fingered each piece of the puzzle gently. “See the white piece?”, God asked. I nodded yes. “That, my Child was the day you were conceived. I knitted you in your mother’s womb. I chose everything about you and numbered the hairs on your head as well as the plan for your life. I watched you as you grew and then were born.” I understood at least one piece but what of the other six? Did they mean something as well? “Now, let’s look at the green piece. He chuckled as if remembering. That is your childhood; Green, full of life and hope. The red, can you guess?” God asked. “No, Father, I’m sorry, I can’t.” Again, He pulled me tighter and became quiet. “That, my Child, is your teen years. Lots of emotions, passions, both wrong and right. Wrong when you let your passions rule you instead of you ruling them and right when you stood with determination against injustices.” I thought I saw a tear at that moment and wondered if I had caused it by my wrong choices. “The blue and pink should be easy for you to guess.” God smiled at me and winked. I thought hard but had only my wedding day come to mind. Again, I heard my Father God, chuckle, as He read my thoughts. “Yes, your wedding day. Blue for you and pink for your wife. I made her just for you, you know. A lifetime mate to help you, and you to protect her on life’s journey.” “Now, that brings us to the rainbow colored one, number six. Six is man’s number, you know. Not complete or perfect as my 7. That, my Child, is the day you chose to accept my son, Jesus, as your Lord and Savior. Rainbows are proof of my promise.” “Last is the black piece. I’m sure you know what it stands for by now….” God said and His voice trailed off. “My physical death, isn’t it?” I replied. “Yes, child, but not the end of You, just your earthly life.” Still, the pieces didn’t fit any where specific even though I understood their colors. At that time all my life from beginning to end began to come into my view. As my life passed in front of me, each piece of my life fit into a larger puzzle, perfectly in shape and color. “See, Child, you only look at your puzzle pieces, I see from the dawn of time until eternity. Now, can you understand the answer to the questions of why that you were asking?” I nodded with a peace flowing over me that I had never known. God knew everyone’s puzzle pieces and the why was His alone to work together to make all as it should be.