Fitting The Pieces Together

Once again, I procrastinated with a project I lent myself to so, for about 4 hours last night I was lost in yards and yards of luscious white silk, adding the final details to a wedding gown I created for a friend. And, once again, I told myself I will never again, never ever, find myself frantically putting on the finishing touches at, literally, the midnight hour. But the beauty of the silk and the purity of the whiteness caused me to reflect on just what this occasion is all about, so, I took a break from sewing and hastily composed a few thoughts. Nothing profound or soul stirring, just simple thoughts from a simple mind. So, here it is.

Just like me, many of us are damaged. Like the clay spoken about in Jeremiah 18, we are marred. But God, in His infinite grace, allows us the opportunity to mend in His hands. He applies His touch and stretches us beyond our past so that we can have a wonderful future. And He wants us to have someone special to share this future with. So we wait for Mr./Ms. Right. And we wait, and we wait. We wait as our frustrations grow and we begin to doubt that there is a special one out there for us. So we spend a little time with Mr./Ms. Right Now and Mr./Ms. Okay for Now and Mr./Ms. Too Good To Be True. Then we give Mr./Ms. Almost and Mr./Ms. Pretty Close a try but, the more we get to know them, the farther from ideal they seem. They turn us off because of their imperfections, but if we're really honest with ourselves, we're light years from perfect too.So, it seems to me that life is very much like a puzzle, and we, at least I, am one of the pieces that has fallen on the floor. Some of the pieces have been stepped on, while some have been lost for a while then carelessly kicked under the couch. But amid the oddly shaped fragments, there are two that were designed to fit each other. They do not fit because they are perfect. They fit because they are perfect for each other. They fit because the odd shape of one nests perfectly in the curvature of the other. Apart, they are two pieces without any definition, but when they come together they complement each other and take on meaning.

This is the joy of a Godly union. It is not a celebration of sex. It is not about merging incomes and assets and worldly possessions. It is the coming together of two souls lost on the sea of reality. Over time, they drifted far from the ideal but, when they find each other and embrace, they become mutual life preservers, keeping each other afloat. They're like two small bubbles in the midst of a raging sea. They hold on to each other, making love, making memories and making each other feel complete. They know they must stay close to The Captain of the sea lest they drift into troubled waters. So they cling together like a three ply cord--he, she, and the Captain. Together, they sail... never fearing what lies ahead. And in fact, together they are ideal.