Life's Puzzle

by Jalisa Wenger A little girl, just five years old, She called and Mama came To fit the pieces that she held Within her puzzle’s frame. But when her Mama tried to help And show her where they go, She fussed and tried to make them fit Her way–not Mama’s–no! "Oh, Mama, let’s do this one now," But Mama thought it best To lay that piece aside awhile; It did not fit the rest. But as they worked together on The puzzle—piece by piece— They found the one they’d laid aside Now fit with perfect ease! This little girl, she is my own. To me, she’s very dear. While watching her, I saw myself— Like looking in the mirror. "But Lord," I whined, "I do not want To put this piece that way. I’d like it better over here. Please tell me that I may!" Or "Father, let’s do this one now," But Father knows it’s best To lay that piece aside awhile Until we’ve pieced the rest. Then one by one, we fit them in According to His choice. I now can see why it was best To heed His gentle voice. He saw the picture of my life, But I saw just a part. He knew the choices that I craved Would draw me from His heart. In tender love He bid me lay The treasured piece aside, That I might learn to yield to Him And in His will abide. As we continue working on Life’s puzzle side by side, My heart is filled with gratitude To God, my faithful Guide! And when we stand on Heaven’s shore And view the scene—complete— With heartfelt praises on my lips, I’ll worship at His feet!