Lost Pieces!

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My wife, Melinda, loves to put puzzles together, and to be quite honest with you, I hate them! Until she gets about half way through with it and then I get very interested in her puzzle. You see when my sweet wifey starts a puzzle, it becomes an all consuming mind numbing addiction to her, and she prefers to conquer her addictions by assembling them in our living room, right on the table that beckons me to place my ice cold beverage on top of when I get home after a hard days work. I then find myself drawn into her little snare and become trapped like a fly on a web that has been strategically placed where knowingly the innocent fly will be drawn to. It is in those few moments of intense struggle that I covertly REMOVE just one unsuspecting, innocent, insignificant, unnoticeable little piece of the puzzle. There, I said it, the secret is out, the cat is out of the bag, the truth has been told, the beans are spilled!

Its a little game that I like to play called “where is the last piece?” Now before you get all upset with me, you know you’ve done the very same thing, to your brother, sister, mom or dad…. maybe it wasn’t a puzzle piece, maybe it was the last piece of pizza and you heard your little brother cry out as you shoved it in, “gimmie what’s due me!” Or maybe it was the last piece of chocolate or the last twinkie, I’m sure I’m not alone on this “last piece” game we play am I? I have however noticed there is a flaw in this game I like to play with Melinda’s puzzles, and that is I’m very forgetful. The way it works is like this: She works very hard for several days to complete her puzzle, I remove one piece of the puzzle and put it in my pocket or on a bookshelf, or in my office, or in the fridge, or in the cup holder in the expedition, or about a million other places and then when she realizes that there is one piece missing she comes looking for it.

 

1. The problem is, now I don’t remember where I put it! Did I lose it on purpose? No, absolutely not, it was a total accident, I didn’t mean to lose it, and I was just playing around. I had every intention on NOT losing it

 

2. The problem is, that I played around with a piece that was very important to the completion of Melinda’s puzzle and now that I’ve lost that piece, the puzzle will always have a piece missing, a gap in the big picture. As I write this I cannot help but wonder how many teens are playing around with little pieces of the puzzle of their lives, small, unnoticeable, innocent, but important pieces. Maybe some commitments that they made at a teen camp or a youth conference or standards of conduct that they made as juniors, maybe a call to preach or to teach, maybe the piece you’re playing with is a commitment to listen to the right kind of music, or dress the right way. It could be the piece of the puzzle that guards your relationships.

 

 

I hate to admit it, but we have several puzzles at our house that have been put on a shelf up in the closet in hopes that one day we’ll find that missing piece. They don’t get the attention that some of the other ones do anymore. Sadly, also down through the years we have had several puzzles that we have just had to say farewell to because there were just too many pieces that had gotten misplaced.

I encourage you to guard ALL of the pieces of your puzzle, and watch out for those who would take from you even one small piece.

13 thoughts on “Lost Pieces!

  1. hey that was neat the way you had like a story but put a little message. It was very interesting thank you. awesome i will be checking this often… bekah

  2. Nicely done!

    Oh, and welcome to the blogosphere. I trust your stay will be an enjoyable one!

    Thanks for stepping out and adding your voice. It’s needed.

  3. Very good, Bub. I will have to overcome this idea in my head that I can never take a Payte seriously. LOL! Keep up the great work!

  4. Um…that “rude thing” was a reply to what consonant said 🙂 Brother..You are my Brother…and I love you man!!!

  5. oh man, you are so awesome. is the same BUBBA i used to hang out with? Could this be the same super star that used to brick each and every shot? Some day you will reach the same celebrity status I have. Maybe you should call my friend Joel O.

  6. 🙂 came across this by accident but it made me smile. have a great day! WITH your family! 😛

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