Life's Journey, Piece By Piece
"In fragments they come to me now". Andrea Dietrich 2020*
I have never been a fan of table puzzles, especially the large ones.
I am threaten by their complexity, and I am not gifted with lots of patience.
I have never been diagnosed with ADS, but for big puzzles, my attention sinks fast. Recently, I read a poem about pieces of a life displaying 10 persons the
poet once knew while growing up, and most of whose whereabouts she no longer knows. They were a part of her life during a season that ended, and
they were parted like the wind.
We all can identify with such people and seasons, often thinking and wondering about them. Pieces like Bob, Dennis, Johnnie, John, Yank, Bobbie, Peter, Robert; just to name a few. These are pieces that generated love and laughter, fun and games, and little if any pain. But there were other pieces that shall remain nameless whom I would much rather forget, because their contribution to my life brought hurt and pain.
However, I am certain that without them, my life's puzzle would be incomplete with missing parts, leaving holes and questions. Such pieces I could have
easily set aside and grabbed an entirely different puzzle box simply because
I grew weary or impatient with them.
On the contrary, if I am to be wedded to the will of God, I do not have the luxury of picking and choosing only things that make me smile and refusing everything that brings grief, sorrow, and tears. And although those adverse experiences, people, and places may have pained me greatly, I must seek to be comforted and reassured by the words of the Master, "Shall I not drink the cup that my Father has given me?"**
91820PS; *Inspired by poem, Youth's Sweet Friendship Fragments by Andrea Dietrich. **John 18:11
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