Joyful Ruins

I’ve looked for the missing piece

all my life

though my life has not been long

My heart is worn

at times

I felt so close

but realized

it was a mirage

my mind had tricked me

like one in a desert

desperate for water

I forced some pieces

into the place

but it never felt right

And in the end

I realized I knew

exactly what the piece would look like

There was one who

appeared to be it

Yet God told me

that is not the missing piece for you

And with a struggle

I kept searching

And now I know

I would rather wait

for that perfect piece

to complete the picture

than scramble

to fit the wrong ones there

My God watches over me

He knows the piece

what I need

How I am made

what will fit

and complete His plan and picture

so my worn heart

is hopeful

whether I find that missing piece

or not