Perfect Imperfection

This week I’ve been forced to stay at home. Doctors orders. It’s given me a lot of time to think about things. To try to de-stress.

I’ve realized a lot this week.

One of the hardest things to admit in this life is when we are struggling. No matter what we are struggling with it always seems easier to keep it in and play the part. Maybe if we act like our lives are perfect and happy all the time, no one will notice right?

Everyone wears a mask. Everyone is hiding something.

Anger. Resentment. Hurt. Sadness. Sickness. Weakness. Grief.

Not everyone can move on like the next person. Each ones emotions are different. Some hurt longer. Some never get over it.

I’m writing to you tonight to say I am so perfectly imperfect. I’m struggling. There’s a lot weighing on my mind.

But this week I’ve also had more time to dig deep. To grasp a fuller understanding the God has a special place in His heart for the perfectly imperfect.

He sees all. He knows all. He hears all.

Behind the mask. Behind the smile. He knows what’s going on.

Every single time I begin to let discouragement take over, He reminds me of His love. I’m perfectly designed in His image to fulfill His plan in my life. My imperfections are His to mold into the woman He has created me to be.

My months of struggling have opened my eyes to some very important things in my life.

Tonight I’m thankful to be perfectly imperfect. It allows me to see the room that God has to work on me.

“So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.”

‭‭Genesis‬ ‭1:27‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

Tonight I’m giving my life to the Potter’s hand.

Lord, “take me. Mold me. Use me. Fill me.” I give my life to You to fix the imperfections, to make new.

This week has been refreshing.

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