I like things to connect. It’s never been more apparent to me than it is now that I’m working on this puzzle. I have the last 6,000 pieces of the total 24,000, and it’s time consuming, but God’s been showing me a lot through it. Such as my ridiculously strong desire for things to connect.
6,000 pieces is a lot, so I’ve been working on parts of it on a separate piece of cardboard. Every so often, I’ll have a good chunk put together, which is great. But then I always want to move it to the bigger board, even though the smarter thing to do would be to continue on my smaller board and continue building around it so that I don’t have to work on the floor. It’s not exactly comfortable to work on a puzzle on the floor.
It’s been incredibly difficult for me to stop myself from putting everything together. Especially when I can see where it would connect to on the board. God’s definitely been using this opportunity to teach me about my own life though. How often do I try to make things fit together before they’re ready? How often am I impatient that things can’t fall into place immediately?
Sometimes, it’s just not the right time. Just because pieces can connect doesn’t mean they need to right away. It doesn’t necessarily mean that it’s not supposed to be together. Sometimes it’d be more beneficial to wait a while, so that when it’s finally put on the bigger board and connected to the rest of the picture, there’ll be more to add.
