Often, our lives feel like a disjointed collection of drab glass, stone, and ceramic pieces. We wonder if there's any purpose or plan to our lives. Has the artisan stopped working on our project and tossed us onto the shelf to collect dust? We think we've been thrown into the landfill as rubble. Sometimes our introspection thickens and we find ourselves in depression or a dark night of the soul. There's no gold or color any more, just a monochrome palette of black, white, and gray. We sense great loss and despair of ever regaining that which has been lost. Miraculously, it's in the midst of such times, we often find God doing amazing things in our lives. If we are yielded to Him, looking for His ways in us, we discover He's building all sorts of things into our lives; He is creating a wondrous mosaic from the tesserae of our experiences. These essays represent some of the tesserae being assembled into my life image by the Master Artisan who makes no mistakes.