Humans: Small Unique Irregular Pieces in a Large Perfect Puzzle

Obviously, we don’t become perfect in this life. I know a lot of dead people and many of them were very altruistic, but none of them were perfect.
Even if you believe in reincarnation, I don’t know anyone alive claiming they’ve reached the ultimate in human possibility.
Christians generally believe they are called to become like Jesus, though accepting His saving grace is the ticket to heaven, not reaching perfection.
Catholic Christians used to see life as unfinished on earth for most of us, leaving us dependent on those left behind to pray us the rest of the way. I think that may be being reevaluated these days.                                                                                                  I don’t have a theology that would make sense to everyone, but personally, I think we are all dealt a different hand, so the finished product won’t be the same. Only God will know if we’ve done the best we can with what we have.                                                        And in my own life discovering Jesus as not only a model, but a source of grace for growth made a difference in my persevering in playing the hand I was dealt.                                                        As to reincarnation, maybe I just don’t want to go around and around again, but somehow I think the whole is greater than the sum of the parts. And that means I just have to become the best imperfect me, that I was created to be. Like a jigsaw puzzle, I just have to fit a particular small space to become part of the perfect whole. It’s about growing into the unique, irregular shape to fill my designated space, which won’t require me to be anyone else’s idea of perfect.                                                                                  And all of life, the good, bad, easy, and difficult shape me. Again personally, without Jesus fleshing out the unconditional love of the Creator, I think both some of the blows that life has dealt me and some of the mistakes I’ve made would have shattered me beyond repair. So, for me Jesus is my source, my way, my Savior.  But also, many things that are true and good in non-Christian religions have been used by God to affirm my faith and clarify my vision of God’s plan for my life.                                                         And actually, the mystics of all the world’s major religions say the same thing.  That we are all parts of a greater reality.  We literally are all one.  So, what we do to anyone, we do to Jesus and the whole puzzle, which includes ourselves and everyone else.  Can’t you just picture yourself making it out of this life and finally “getting the whole picture.” I can just see me slapping the side of my head and shouting,”WHAT WAS I THINKING?!!”

About Eileen

Mother of five, grandmother of nine, great-grandmother of five. 1955 -1959 Rice University in Houston, TX. Taught primary grades; Was Associate Post Director of Religious Education at Ft. Campbell, KY; Consultant on the Myers/Briggs Type Indicator, Was married for 60 years to an Architect in Middle Tennessee.

Posted on December 25, 2018, in hope, Love, Necessary Losses, Paradox, relationships, spiritual growth, Suffering and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. 🙂 🙂 I do try to be the best I can be, but I am a bit lazy, so it’s possible I could be better at being the best I can be.


  2. I’m not sure how to be better. There are lots of ways I could be better. I’ve just realized in my new situation that an ocean of possibilities are as daunting as an ocean of loneliness. Due to some financial set backs from my husband’s struggle to keep working when he was ill, I can live at just a slightly less flexible life style for three years. I don’t particularly want to live past then, but also don’t want to be a financial burden on my children if I do. For about thirty years, I have spent most of my free time either with grandchildren or with widows who were either without family or whose family all worked and couldn’t really get them out of the house much. Then I had to abandon the remaining ones that I was close to two years ago when my husband began his battle with serious health issues. One is 96 and is dying and has a granddaughter caregiver now. And the other has found a couple of people who help her get to places and involve her in their activities. And the grandchildren are mostly teens and living full lives. I feel like I am at a crossroads about where I focus now. I have written quite a bit and been published in a variety of media, but never paid. I am praying about whether to focus what time I have on editing and trying to sell some of my writing as a possible financial supplement. I’m not sure either that I write well enough or if there’s a market for the kind of things I write. Also, I can’t decide if it’s selfish or wise! 🙂


  3. Bless you in your struggles to make sense of your new life situation and to somehow prosper in it. ❤


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