Christopher was working on his Christmas puzzle this week.  Last night, we helped him search for a missing edge piece that couldn’t be found. This morning, Kelsey told me it turned out the piece had simply been put in the wrong place in the picture.  Even though it fit in that place, it wasn’t where the piece was intended to go.


Her comment struck me in the moment and has run through my mind most of the day:  “We had all the right pieces, they just weren’t in the proper order.”  


God, I believe You’ve given me all I need to thrive in this life; perhaps I’ve just been mixing up the proper order.