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Joash likes to do puzzles. And he actually is getting quite good at them. When he does put a piece together correctly, I am quick to heap on the praise. "Give me a high five." " Nice work!" "That's awesome."

Sometime he gets stuck on a certain piece and insists that it goes in a place it does not fit...
He will jam it it, clap his hands, look at me and self praise. "Awesome!" squeaks out his little voice. I try to direct him to put the piece in the proper spot, but this often leads to stubborn protests and continuous jamming the piece in the spot he thinks it belongs. Sometimes, it leads to tears. I say, "Look Joash, this doesn't make a picture."  While I am happy to have an independent, thinking outside of the box child, when you are doing a puzzle, the piece have to go in the right spot. Otherwise you can't see the whole picture.

Watching Joash today putting pieces in the wrong and the right spots today, I gave thanks. Thanks for my little boy, who, while he is definitely two, makes me smile every day.

I also gave thanks for this picture of myself. I am an organized person. I like things in their place. I like to have a plan. I also know that God is an organized God. A God with a plan.

But, I try too often to get the pieces of my puzzle in the spot I think they belong. I have an idea of what my picture should look like and it can be very difficult to change my mind. I try to jam 2 pieces where there should only be one. I think that if these pieces would go together, my plan, my picture, would be really nice.

I forget that over my plan is an even bigger plan. God's plan. And his picture for my life is even more beautiful than I can imagine.
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