puzzle pieces...

must write...must write...sitting here waiting for the pieces of my soon-to-be-new life to come together. Like sitting directly next to someone doing an enormous jigsaw puzzle and not being able to help. I know it's God's puzzle to do, not mine. I know He doesn't want or need my help as pieces are carefully laid in perfect place. I know He already sees the picture in its entirety. Why is it then that I find I must sit on my hands in order to refrain from interfering? Why is it such a painful struggle to keep myself from reaching across His strong trustworthy arms, grabbing the tiny pieces, and jammimg them into place myself? What fears and anxieties are screaming inaudibly from within? Do I believe Him when He says He has a plan? Do I trust He knows what He's doing? Do I trust Him? If I'm not willing to face these questions, I am not willing to face truth and as I know it is the truth and only the truth that truly sets us free. God, You are the great Puzzle-Put-Togetherer, teach me, remind me, and help me to trust You and to simply enjoy watching You work. Teach me to be still, to let go, to stop interfering, to stop hampering and hindering and to know and recognize and understand fully that You are God and I am not...