Are you a fan of jigsaw puzzles?
The first time I met my husband’s family, they were working on an unusual jigsaw puzzle. There was no cover picture on the front of the box.
Inside there was a booklet, a synopsis of a murder. And the murderer was revealed when the puzzle was complete.
Although it was intriguing, I disliked that jigsaw puzzle. I’m not too good at puzzles at the best of times. There were hundreds of dark pieces. Midnight blues, dark greens and browns. Too many shades of blackness. It was just impossible!
And yet, when it was finished, everything fell into place. There really was a picture. No, it wasn’t meaningless. And in a strange kind of way, it was a very striking picture.
I never would have thought that scene could look so beautiful.
Life as a Puzzle
This experience reminds me – just a little…
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