My life is a causeway of shattered dreams
Pieces of my life strewn far and wide
There is nothing pleasant to behold
My Lord gently and purposefully picks up each piece
What can He make of the ruins of my life?
He does not cast the pieces into a pile of rubbish
Each piece is placed into a pattern
The pattern intricately and precisely mirrors the past
there is a resounding difference- a change
My Lord has taken something worthless
He has formed it into something. It is beautiful,
strong, purposeful, hopeful
The new pattern is utilized
It reaches into the lives of others whose dreams are shattering
It works to lovingly pick up the pieces of the lives of fellow sufferers
It is a masterpiece
It is a life that is useful
It is not my making – It is the Lord’s
master of jig saw puzzle player!