It's puzzling

In front of me lies a puzzle, a jigsaw puzzle. I started it several weeks ago and slowly I add a few pieces here or there. Slowly the picture is coming together. Well, parts of it are coming together. Last time I could harldy lay down a piece at all. Today I worked on it for several minutes... Those same pieces I was so frustrated with a while back just found their home on their own it seemed. Slowly I see the woman's face and the basket on the wall, the curvature of her back and the apron around her waist, so small.

Slowly I see pieces fit and realize it all takes time. At one time, we may lose hope and focus. Other times our perspective changes and there we have it. It all makes sense. No matter the puzzle, the picture we are working on, I think we will never fully see. Yes, we will see parts of it, and move things around until perhaps they 'click' - but really, not until the last breath in our so-called puzzle is breathed, will the picture be complete. And even then - will we see it then?

There are things that appear to fit in one place and then do not make sense at all. There are things that appear to fit nowhere and then suddenly fall into place and it becomes so clear. Something I cannot wrap my head around is that just shedding a different light on this puzzle helps me see...

I have come a bit further than this...

What if in life I allowed the Light, the Thy Word is a Lamp, to shine more on my path. What if I let God in, allowed Him to shine on my life and let Him lead the way? What if I let God show me one piece at a time?
In the Light it is all revealed.

Will I allow it?



[Written Oct. 29, 2017]
[The puzzle still lies incomplete under a tablecloth on my kitchen table. I haven't touched it since the day I wrote this piece. Have I given up, you wonder? No, that isn't it. After I completed the colourful parts of this picture only greys and blacks remain. I find it difficult to deal with the dark stuff, it just can't seem to come together for me. The greys are better than the blacks - but still so difficult. I haven't given up - I won't give up. At one point I did think about putting it in the box again and bringing the puzzle to the thrift store. But that's not perseverance, that's giving up. And giving up is not something I do!]