I love you and I hate you.

Your spur me on and yet try to keep me from everything that I truly need.

You present scenarios that freeze me.

(I think of freeze tag as a kid and how hard it was, to physically not move, with all the thoughts running through my head.)

Perfection, you also give me a picture of what could be.

(I think of watching my peers doing something that I did not think that I could do.)

As I’ve grown older, and wiser, I don’t hate you as much.

I know you may not like this, but you are nothing but an inspiration now!

I understand that there is no perfection in life and that means that, unfortunately, you do not truly exist.

You exist, only in our mind, and only for displaying the potential that we all have.

It is up to us for the rest. (We all know this is and I know that you do as well.)

Thank you, Perfection; for pressing in on me, because, without you, I wouldn’t be where I am, I wouldn’t be hopeful, neither would I continue to strive for the imperfectness of reality, that brings me more joy than I ever imagined!

It’s in the imperfections, where life is found, where life grows, and where life is lived; It’s pressing through the difficult moments and finding personal growth that ultimately and only, propels us forward.

Imperfections are becoming my greatest value, as difficult as they are to get through, they have brought the highest value into my life. ❤️

I’m sorry, Perfection, but you’ve had your say, and it’s just not that impactful, if I’m being honest. 🤷🏻‍♀️

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Phil 3:12 (ESV) Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own.