Thursday, December 17, 2015

Puzzle Pieces

1 Corinthians 13:12 AMP
For now [in this time of imperfection] we see in a mirror dimly [a blurred reflection, a riddle, an enigma], but then [when the time of perfection comes we will see reality] face to face. Now I know in part [just in fragments], but then I will know fully, just as I have been fully known [by God].

My grandparents used to be the puzzle masters. They'd put together 10-20 puzzles every few months. Puzzles with 2000 pieces or more. Everyone who came over was automatically drawn to them, and we'd spend hours talking and putting them together.

But for every puzzle, you have the front of the box that shows you what the finished product looks like. You can see which part is supposed to be the church, or the sky, or the river, or the cat, and you can sort the pieces into categories: edges, light blues, dark greens, etc.

Except for little kid puzzles.

Has anyone ever noticed this?

My two-year-old has no fewer than 15 puzzles. The pieces are made of various shapes, and when put together, make a boat, or a construction site, or a fish bowl. But there's no guide. The goal is to teach kids how shapes go together, and that when they're in the right places, the image is complete.

Maybe that's part of what Jesus is referring to when He talks about the faith of a child. Jminator has never woken up in the morning and wanted an itinerary for what I had planned. He's never worried what he would have for breakfast, if there would be a time he could go outside, or if there were enough diapers. He wakes up happy to see me, and ready to go... do... something. He doesn't need an outline.

Yet, I wake up every morning and try to make a battle plan, thinking that I need to have the day
planned out in detail. Now, while I'm all for having a plan, I also have to understand that plans are subject to change. Jminator may need to poop all day and be really super emotional for no apparent reason. SoJo may be in a Wonder Week and be suuuuuper clingy and fussy. Any number of things could happen, and for some reason, some days it just. drives. me. crazy.

My biggest flaw with this logic: I only see in fragments. Even in my most productive, fun-filled days are only a small piece of a much larger picture. What I think is a really big deal because that piece is so bright, may only be the center of a flower - in a field of flowers.

I have to trust that while I don't have the cover of the box, I can trust that I can fit the pieces together as I get them, and that the picture is good. There will be pieces that I've no idea how they'll fit together until the very end. But I have confidence that the whole picture is a beautiful one.

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