A Piece of the Puzzle

 

I held in my hand an interesting piece of the puzzle.  Its shape was distinctive, intriguing, its color dark with a splash of light.  I couldn’t see where it might fit, so I put it aside.  Now I have come to the place for the puzzle piece, and I can’t find it among the remaining pieces.  God is like that.

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