Puzzles

Holy, ever-present mystery,
I bring to you the bits and pieces of my life.
Like working a jigsaw puzzle
We sort through them
To see what we might create.
The puzzle’s pattern grows as we work.
A picture begins to take shape,
Then new pieces appear.
How will we make them fit in?
Do some pieces need to be removed?
Together, we will find the patterns
In this appearing chaos called my life.