Imagine a beautiful jigsaw puzzle that you start putting together on a table.
And on the table are plastic cups, one for each of your other interests, each with its own name.
As you work on the puzzle it grows and you are forced to remove the plastic cups that are in your way so that you can continue with the puzzle, not reluctantly but willingly for the joy of seeing the puzzle grow.
You become engrossed in the puzzle and , almost without realizing it, all the plastic cups have gone and your very beautiful jigsaw puzzle which you love is complete.
The table is your life.
The puzzle is Jesus.
The finished puzzle is the Joy of The Lord.
And on the table are plastic cups, one for each of your other interests, each with its own name.
As you work on the puzzle it grows and you are forced to remove the plastic cups that are in your way so that you can continue with the puzzle, not reluctantly but willingly for the joy of seeing the puzzle grow.
You become engrossed in the puzzle and , almost without realizing it, all the plastic cups have gone and your very beautiful jigsaw puzzle which you love is complete.
The table is your life.
The puzzle is Jesus.
The finished puzzle is the Joy of The Lord.
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