"The Jigsaw Puzzle" "There's so many pieces, how do I know my place?" Said one of the million pieces of the jigsaw puzzle. It's troubled and don't know where to fit in. "You can be anywhere, as long as you fit and fill the gaps we need to cover." Answered by the other. "Okay, then I shall be filling this gap over here." Said the troubled jigsaw piece. It rotated, tilted, changed its position, then it was finally able to fit. "There, I fit in. Now, the puzzle is complete." It said. But not quite, though it tried its best, even when the gaps are filled, it was still at the wrong side of the puzzle. "Does it look beautiful now?" It asked. "No." someone said. "Why not?" The piece asked again. "Because you're not suppose to be there." Answered the [entity]. "What do you mean?" The piece asked again, with a more confused expression. "Though you did fit, the puzzle is not complete. And the image you're trying to build didn't came to be." Then the [entity] moved the piece to it's right position, to it's right side, to where it was meant to be revealing a beautiful jigsaw puzzle where a beautiful lady is seen smiling. "There, now it's perfect." Said the [entity] with a smile on the [entity]'s face. "Now you fit to where you belong, you covered the gap only you can fill, and finally you know your place amidst this puzzle. See, you don't have to change just to fit, you're perfect the way you are." Like the Jigsaw puzzle, we are individual pieces, unique and different to everyone else. We have our own purpose, our own use, our own place that only us could fit, creating the masterpiece we are meant to. We don't just fit nor do we just belong to somewhere, we have our own places in this world. And we can make this world beautiful on our own choice but the plans are always on God. By that, we know that we are an essential in building the most beautiful art not known to the eyes of man. —🥀 ctto of the picture.
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