Godspeed and Puzzles

It's weird to use the term "Godspeed." Putting God's time into human terms is impossible and even more impossible to understand. I guess it makes some sense, though, to say "Godspeed" to someone. It's like saying "go in God's time." So the term itself is like a prayer. His time is supposed to be perfect. Oi...if only I could see that or accept that.
I have been trying to piece together the puzzle of this life, only I feel a big piece of the puzzle is missing. Several pieces, really, as I think of other precious souls that are not here. You can't look forward without looking back for understanding. You can't learn lessons without reflecting on the education and application. You can't really put a puzzle together without the picture on the box to go by. But who gets to create the picture? I guess it was not me. It's God's picture and His puzzle is..."He who began a good work.." So what do I do with the picture in my mind's eye? Once again, walking by sight.
Mike went home in Godspeed. I can't help but think about where we would be if he was still with us. It is not a pleasant thought, given how bad off he was. So I am grateful God's timing kept him from the alternatives. But what about the rest of us? I don't know. Floundering.
We made it through the holidays. Everyone said it would be difficult. They were right. Mike would have been 40 this February 14. We have made it this far. I don't understand how to learn to live the next however long without him. Godspeed us through it. One moment, one minute, one hour, one day at time.

Whatever your trials and tribulations, Godspeed to you.
Love and prayers,
Rhonda