The story...
It's fun to build jigsaw puzzles with friends. Each of us has are own way of doing it. We all contribute towards the same aim - a clear goal. If you look closely, you'll see that one missing piece.
Why do we often miss one piece? Where do those lost pieces go? Maybe they go to the same place as lost socks. So, is the puzzle complete? Did we fail? Must we throw it away so that this outcome doesn't reoccur? I'm leaving you with those questions. You probably have your own answers and related questions.
How does this relate to the only church in town? The pieces of the group continuously change. It seems that we'll always miss at least one piece. Yet, the group's better when we're ourselves. Please don't "try" to be a different puzzle piece and "work" to cram you into a space where you don't fit. When aligned, we can focus on our North Star - That Than Which There is No Greater!
Just for today...
"Someone said, 'I wasn't born this way; I learned.' When I heard that, I felt more hope than I had ever experienced." Hope for Today (p. 62)
"The missing piece; Part of the carpet - Eyes find it not; Lost right there." Am I a Poet?
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