I used to think that perfection did not exist. As a musician, I am well acquainted with the frustration of not being able to play a piece perfectly all the time. As a student, I was very familiar with the feeling that comes from working your butt off on a project or test only to get a less than perfect grade. And as a human, I was VERY aware of my lack of perfection in my relationships and just about everything else. And so....for 24 years, I thought that perfection did not exist. But then, I found out that I was wrong. I found out that there is such a thing as perfection.
Perfection came into my life in the form of an absolutely beautiful young lady from Miami. And she helped me realize that my definition of perfection had been wrong. Perfection comes in many shapes and forms...and she fits pretty much all of them. She is a perfect friend, a perfect musician, and a perfect partner. Most importantly, she is perfect for me. She challenges me every minute of every day to be a better person and to be a better Christian. She is never judgmental, but she has the perfect way of asking questions that show me so many ways that I need to improve myself. I am so incredibly thankful that God brought her into my life and opened the doors for us to be together.
So yes, I admit I was wrong. Perfection does exist. It may not look like you expect...and it may not fit your definition of perfect, but it's out there. And when you find it, it will make you wish that you had never stopped looking for it in the first place.
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