The Missing Piece
I have a new found love hate relationship with puzzles!
One thing about me is I am determined to have the final picture and make sure all the pieces in front of me fit!
I also realized that I have this go big or go home mentality where I will try and tackle a 1000 piece puzzle, but then I would get overwhelmed because technically it was meant to be assembled alone.
I made a post on instagram a few months back about how I’ve learned that there has been moments in my life where I’ve tried to fit this mold that I wasn’t meant to be in…
I compared the last few years of my life to a puzzle. There’s these two beautiful images of what Christ has for me and the image of Church and career.
The only thing was I saw a missing piece in one area in this beautiful image and I kept trying to take a piece from myself and put it in its place
You see thing about puzzles are that they are uniquely made and crafted to only be able to hold the pieces that are uniquely designed to be in it and vice versa.
My dad left when I was five months old and the relationship with my mom was rocky. I had pieces in my life that was missing in the maternal and paternal aspect and I thought if I took pieces from others for sure I would have this image of beauty, image of wholeness, image of being loved and wanted.
Little did I know the effects of living through someone else’s pieces. Effects of addiction and finding love in all the wrong places and people. Effects of not knowing how to set boundaries. Effects of not knowing how to receive love. Effects of not having a voice.
But God…
He said that in spite that all you have gone through the things that man did to alter the puzzle, I have created pieces for your life that will bring redemption and restoration, healing and freedom.
Those pieces were my bonus family that began to restore the seven year old who faced trauma, the teenager who didn’t know the way she was supposed to be treated and boundaries, and the young adult who didn’t know how to receive love.
God took what was missing and made it whole. He took what was broken and made it beautiful.
HE IS THE MISSING PIECE!
