Monday, July 26, 2010

Searching for Perfection

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Ten p.m.—the latest I’ve ever written a post for my blog on the day it was due. I know the world won’t come to an end if this doesn’t get published today. Perhaps no one would even notice—no one that is but me and God. Since January I have been posting on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays—sometimes a day early. I don’t remember being a day late; but, you know the drill by now, my brain is like . . . . citronella, repelling information instead of those pesky mosquitoes. Hey, now that I think of it, a lot of information is as pesky as mosquitoes. But where was I? The clock is ticking and I’ve got to get this written. I have made a commitment and I will always try to honor it.
I honestly don’t believe I’m a perfectionist. It is true that I would like my house clean, my meals gourmet, my appearance flawless. But I don’t obsess if those things don’t happen. But there have been times when I don’t do certain things because I’ve felt I wasn’t good enough. For instance, instead of making a joyful noise to the Lord, just miming the words. Instead of answering a question in class, keeping quiet for fear I was wrong. Instead of making a dish for potluck, purchasing chicken from the deli. Lots of things.
An attractive, friendly, well-spoken young lady told me she was self-conscious when she spoke because the sides of her mouth didn’t move in sync. Another person has told me he didn’t like to smile because one eyelid drooped. Yet sometimes it’s our very “faults” that endear us to others. What we see as a blemish, someone else may see as beauty. Kind of like those beauty marks that were once so popular young girls drew them on. Do we really think a brown mole is attractive?? Yet that blemish highlighted some other beautiful feature.
Just suppose we were perfect, wouldn’t we then feel less of a need for God? Our “blemishes” are not blemishes to God. Our imperfections serve to “highlight” something of great beauty—such as God’s radiance shining through us. Why should we feel self conscious because we are not perfect? God made us just the way we are! 
Blessings!

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