The Center of the Ondricek Home

The week of Mom O's funeral this puzzle took center stage of the living room. It served as a constant reminder that He was with us and at the center of the home; the home Mom and Dad O created around Christ. Mom O couldn't have chosen a better puzzle herself. Piece by piece and day after day, friends and family contributed to its completion. By the end of the week when everyone returned home, He was complete.

My relationship with Jesus Christ has been much like this puzzle. He awaits on a table in the center of the home, ready to give me His attention. Sometimes I tidy the room around Him. At times I rush into the house without even stopping in the living room. Sometimes I sit at His table alone in focused silence. Other times I work with a loved one and we grow together. No matter how slow the pieces come together or who puts them there, each piece is still very important to the puzzle. They build on one another and it's frustrating when even one piece is missing. With patient effort and the help of dear ones all the pieces are found and carefully put together over time. HE is the magnificent result that is the center of my home and heart.