Missing-Pieces People Puzzles

When I first moved over to Blogger from MSN, I thought this will be a blog about forward progress or goal setting. But what I have begun to see in my life is that this is an opportunity to extend something that started over a year ago.

My first experiences with "Blogging" were at the encouragement of a friend. She pointed out that I had not written anything in years. And, since I was feeling "lost", writing might help me find myself again.

Through a year's worth of journaling, and some wonderful support from readers, I was able to find myself again. That sense of rediscovery has been both painful and glorious.

In October of 2005, I went through a tremendous series of losses. Professionally speaking, I was not happy in my job, nor in my work environment. Personally, I was choosing to give my love, time, loyalty and heart to people who had no ability to care for that gift. Needless to say, I was an emotional wreck.

In January of 06, I began writing.... and then things began happening. People began to pour worthwhile things into my life. Things like love, accountability, stability and trust. I know that God sent each of them to effect me in a very profound way.

As I start to really look at what work is in front of me personally, I am beginning to see that there are a lot of really wounded relationships in my life. Oddly enough, most of them are in my family.

This discussion about dysfuntional families is nothing new. If you ever lived with anyone, you've experienced dysfunction. People are flawed... we can't help it. I like to think we are puzzle that are missing half of the pieces.

So, how do we get the rest of the pieces put together? Self-help wants you to believe that if you read and study enough psychology that you can fix yourself. Pharmacists want us to believe we need pills. Therapists offer their talking time wares....and churches tell you that attendance will help you find the pieces.

Well, attendance and drugs and books and time will only work when the heart is actually searching for a way out. When the person sees that going deeper, going through it is the only way out.

Last Sunday, our pastor made an excellent point... it is all process, and no one achieves perfection.

I'll keep you posted.