I love the feel of weathered wood, aged patina on metal, summer grasses drying in the fall - spent flower heads that have released their petals and seeds -
All speaks of being well loved, worn out because of use, a favorite, a comfort, soft and beautiful...
That is the "perfect" of the imperfect -
The marks of being loved well
of being spent in service to one person who appreciated the presence of the thing loved...
This is why perfectionism is a trap - how can one be loved if perfect is the goal?
When Jesus calls us to be perfect
but
to let love make us weathered, used, aged and spent
in being His hands and feet...
because
He has already done everything that is needed to BE perfect -
we cannot possibly add anything to what He has already done...
we must allow our imperfect selves to love and be loved by
other imperfect ones...
This is the "perfection" of "imperfect"!
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