The things i think about until 1:15a.m

I've been thinking about life being like a puzzle. (this is what i thought about until 1:15a.m). And the puzzle of life starts off backwards than how we would do most puzzles. With most puzzles we find ourselves searching for the end piece. We don't know what piece is going to be the very last one so we find ourselves putting together the rest of the puzzle and what ever piece is left over then that peice gets put in last. But the puzzle of life doesn't work that way as Christians.

See, i like to think that God gives us the very last piece of the puzzle first. That piece of course being eternal life with him. And then instead of us frantically searching for different pieces and having no real order to the chaos of a puzzle, God gives us each piece that we need to have one at a time.

He gives us our parents when we need them, he gives us the pieces to our childhood, and then the pieces to our highschool years and then the pieces to our college years, and then after college he begins to one at a time give us the different puzzle peices that will eventually make up our lives. All along we already have that end piece. We all ready know what the end holds for us. ( or should i say the beginning.)

Its a lot like i said though instead of us putting together the puzzle the way that we think it should go God gives us the pieces in the order that he knows it should go.

But often we can find it frustrating because sometimes it seems as though God is giving us a piece that is out of place. You know how sometimes you put a piece of a puzzle down and it looks right but you're not quite sure because it just doesn't seem to fit right and then when the other pieces get around it you exhale because you actually put the piece in the right place. I don't think the puzzle of our lives is much different.

There are times when God hands us a piece of the puzzle and tells us that it goes "right there" and we look at that piece and we study it and we say "But God, it doesn't look like it fits..." Again "It goes right there." So relunctly you place it down and it still doesn't seem to fit and the whole time while you're waiting for God to give you the next piece you're wondering if the last piece was even in the right place. Because you don't want to mess it up and have to remove it. And then slowly but surely as time goes by and one by one God begins to give you and tell you where the other pieces go you realize how that one piece was in it's perfect place all along. Then you begin to wonder why you doubted the maker of the puzzle in the first place.

Oh the things i think about at night.