What piece of the puzzle are you?

Do you ever look at your life and see a jigsaw puzzle ?  I do and sometimes it is just too many pieces to put together.  All of the pieces are connected somehow, we know that once we put it together it all fits but it is the getting there that is a challenge.  Each piece is important to make it complete.  The picture is not the same if there is a piece missing when you are finished.

Life is like that too. 

Some if us are born with all our pieces put together but most of us find our pieces along the way.

My puzzle may look like this;

I am a puzzle piece that makes me a mom, a piece that has been moved around the table as my children grow, it is first the edge piece holding their lives together while they grow, the piece that is the center when we are all they need, then we may become the piece that moves around to find a place that is just out of reach but there should we be needed. 

I am a puzzle piece that makes me a wife, sometimes that piece has been broken or even missing, sometimes it is the piece that pulls it all together.

I am a puzzle piece that makes me a daughter and though that puzzle now has missing pieces I am no less a daughter I just move my puzzle piece to where it needs to be. 

I am a puzzle piece that makes me a friend.  I may be the edge, the piece that is needed to hold  all the rest of the pieces together, sometimes I am the center, the piece that pulls it all together , sometimes I am the piece that's just out there not really needed to hold anything together but out there always within reach.

Most importantly I am a puzzle piece that makes me a daughter of the King.  HE is the edge piece that holds me together. HE is the center piece that pulls me to him. HE is never just waiting on the sidelines until I need HIM.  He completes my puzzle and when I am in pain and think I have missing pieces HE always sends me a message through someone, a message of hope and of love. A message that if there are pieces missing from my puzzle it is I who lost them.