Blessings - soul jigsaw

[This has been written after posting a response to A's blog]

We are blessings and we are blessed

I need to be needed, need to know i make a difference, believing complete perfection is required even while i know the wounds create space for grace to enter in.  Offering healing to A i experienced a deep sense of life's purpose.  These are moments when one feels complete, it does not last long and that is how it must be.

The jigsaw that makes up my soul is still unfinished

i try to find all the edges first 

but am taken right to the core with you. 

Our time together a precious present, 

a gift in time, 

for me. 

Ego stripped away

i summon our sisters' help

and angels come in to stay,

holding the awkward pieces

while grace finds the missing tile

and, as the psalmist pencils in a Selah!, (musical pause)

my soul cracks open once more.