The Search for the Missing Piece

I feel like I'm missing something. There's a piece of the puzzle that got stuck under the couch or got sucked up by the vacuum, or just simply never made it into the box with the rest of the puzzle pieces.

I'd really like to find that piece.

I feel like I've been trying, I think I've checked the map for alternative routes, and I'm pretty sure I tried drawing a line from A to B.

But none of that seems to be showing me the picture. So that leads me to think I'm missing a piece. I just have to figure out what that piece is and where that leads me.

It would be a lot easier if God just handed me the piece. But I guess that's like telling a kid that adding 2 and 2 together equals 4. They would never have to learn how to do it for themselves.

*Sigh* And isn't that always the case? We must learn it for ourselves otherwise the lesson is lost.

Life is like one big school lesson. Some kids get it faster, and some kids take a longer time to learn. Ideally going at your own pace would be fine....except that in this world you apparently get left behind to fend for yourself if you don't learn fast enough.

But I guess greatness can happen at your own pace. I don't know who said that or if anyone has said that, but I feel like it can be true.

Actually I know who said that, it was the turtle who beat the hare.

I guess it's a good thing I like turtles, because it looks like I might be in this race for a long time.

Job Hunting

All I'd like to do in life,
Is help people,
Love people,
And share God's love with people.

Is that too much to ask?

I can't remember the last time I sat and let my Itunes run, waiting to see what little gems of sound would play.

Music, how it awakens the soul.

Question de jour:

Is ambition Godly?

Dear God,

I feel like I am doing nothing with my life. Please advise me as to what I should be doing. Thank you.

ME

Because I Love You

Every tear I cried,
I cried for you.

Every drop of blood I shed,
I shed for you.

Because I love you.

Do the next thing.

From Elizabeth Elliot:

From an old English parsonage down by the sea
There came in the twilight a message to me;
Its quaint Saxon legend, deeply engraven,
Hath, it seems to me, teaching from Heaven.
And on through the doors the quiet words ring
Like a low inspiration: “DOE THE NEXTE THYNGE.”

Many a questioning, many a fear,
Many a doubt, hath its quieting here.
Moment by moment, let down from Heaven,
Time, opportunity, and guidance are given.
Fear not tomorrows, child of the King,
Thrust them with Jesus, doe the nexte thynge.

Do it immediately, do it with prayer;
Do it reliantly, casting all care;
Do it with reverence, tracing His hand
Who placed it before thee with earnest command.
Stayed on Omnipotence, safe ‘neath His wing,
Leave all results, doe the nexte thynge

Looking for Jesus, ever serener,
Working or suffering, be thy demeanor;
In His dear presence, the rest of His calm,
The light of His countenance be thy psalm,
Strong in His faithfulness, praise and sing.
Then, as He beckons thee, doe the nexte thynge.

--Anonymous