Missing Pieces Poem by Gerry Legister

In the pangs of adolescence we mortal beings
When provoke by anger, danger or even dilemma
We try to reconcile the reality with our dreams
In relationship where there are aches of nostalgia.

Feeling of defeat that haunts people all their lives
We pass by the missing pieces in the community
And can't see the jigsaw puzzle with perfect clarity,
Some pieces will always be missing from our lives.

In most areas we are victorious; and they are precious
But even in the imperfections we can be faithful maps,
Guiding post for weary travelers to find new pastures
In the beautiful broken world that God has given to us.

Restoration finds a place to plant those weary feet
On a path that leads the soul besides the still water,
We Find the missing pieces that have become indiscreet,
And bind them with strength to lure greater adventure.

We swiftly experience the world as unbelievably hostile,
Become irretrievably anxious and begin to cry in pain,
When things go wrong as they sometimes will
We cannot see the beauty from a broken situation.