Thought For The Week

Fit Me In Somewhere

Fit me in somewhere in this giant jigsaw, God, somewhere in this work of art you're working;
select a space my shape can fill and with a puzzle maker's skill let my contours find their fit without contortion.

Teach me which patch I am, God, in the cosmic quilt you're quilting.
Show me where my square of self-hood is of use.
Let the colorful complexities of the pattern that is me find their purpose in the placement that you choose.

Show me my position, God, in this group photograph. Stand me where you want me to stand.
Put me next to whom you will. Make me stand, for good or ill, precisely in the place your plan demands.

Tell me what I am, God, in this body you are building:
a tongue to taste,a nerve to serve,an ear to hear.

Give me grace to not be, gracefully, the parts I am not called to be
and to play with elegance the roles I'm given.

Fill me in somewhere in this giant jigsaw, God, somewhere in this work of art you're working.
Weave your wondrous tapestry until the twisted threads of me,
surrendered to your artistry form an image that is beautiful to see.

from Spoken Worship by Gerald Kelly

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