"You are part of a puzzle in someone's life. You may never know where you fit, but someone's life may never be complete without you in it." -TobyMac
I am grateful for the reminder that this world was created by our Heavenly Father who knows when a sparrow falls, the number of hairs on our heads, and He numbers the stars and calls them by name. To think that we are all individual pieces, connected in a big picture gives me a sense of awe, wonder, and peace. "All are precious in His sight, as the children's song states.
To be a piece in the puzzle of the expanse of humanity means no one is more or less. The size of it is humbling. Yet, it all fits together... in his time and in His season. His hand cannot be forced, like a puzzle piece that is close but does not fit! Forced is never quite right.
From Adam to Noah... from Noah to Abraham and Isaac... from Isaac to Ruth and Boaz... and from Boaz to David... and from David to Jesus... from Jesus, ultimately to us, but adoption by His blood. What a puzzle indeed!
"“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” – Isaiah 55:8-9
So many times, the remnant of believers in Yahweh held on when nothing in the puzzle made sense. For 400 years, God stopped talking to them directly as he had for so many years. They didn't listen anyway. Some held on to the prophecies of old and kept them in their hearts. Some performed the actions dutifully and faithfully, but it did not reach all the way to the core of their being.
Then, God sent Yeshua (Jesus) as a baby boy... to be born to an ordinary woman, married to an ordinary man from a humble little village known as Bethlehem (House of Bread). God did not "force the pieces" but waited for the right pair to be ready to do the work of raising the Christ child.
Mary carried holiness in her womb. We can only imagine what that felt like. Joseph... sweet, caring, faithful Joseph, is a hero in his own rite. Jesus had a bonus father who loved him like his own. "Adoption" was part of his story from the beginning, too.
There are times that a puzzle piece doesn't look like it could possibly be the next right piece. That piece gets set aside and waits until the end, when it all becomes obvious and clear.
Today, I am grateful no puzzle piece is insignificant.
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