For a moment I thought I caught a glimpse of the whole picture but when I turned to look closer it had shattered into thousands of puzzle pieces. I tried to remember what I had seen when the image began to fade into something I could only hope it to be. One by one I began collecting the pieces of my hope, putting each inside my heart. My Father knows how much I love puzzles.

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