We dumped the letters out on the table tonight. I stared at all the Scrabble tiles. Letters. By themselves, that’s all they are. 

As we played and laughed over the words our son tried to convince us were real….Wiki dictionary and the Urban dictionary are not credible Scrabble sources….those letters became pieces of words. Those words joined together became a board full of words and family memories.

Letters don’t mean much in Scrabble until they are joined together to form words. Otherwise, they are just pieces. 

Sometimes, life feels a little like that. Like a bunch of pieces that don’t seem to fit together. Plans fall through. Dreams dissolve right in front of us. Everyone else seems to have it all together. And our life feels like, well shattered pieces that don’t fit together.

I’m in this pieces phase in my life. A dream my husband had that seemed to be God’s leading….doors have closed. My struggle with balancing work and home feels overwhelming and impossible most days. Disjointed pieces trying to make sense together.

A great friend reminded me that God works behind the scenes. He puts the pieces together in ways we cannot see or understand. His grace is sufficient for the day. Just as those Scrabble letters somehow come together to form meaningful words, the shattered, broken pieces of our lives can and will come together when we trust Him.

I encourage you to rest in that truth. 

And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose. Romans 8:28