Perfection is Overrated
Wouldn’t it be nice to live a life as perfect as your social media posts portray? The perfectly tousled hair, the perfectly coordinated outfit, the perfectly loving relationships, the perfectly trusting faith. No thanks. The longer I live, the more I find “perfection” is overrated. My imperfections make me lovable because if I were perfect, I’d be annoying. The truth is I kind of like messy! Being messy means being real, and I’d take real over perfection any day. I can only fake perfection for so long, before my messy reality oozes out. Why not cut to the chase and start with messy and real? There’s an added benefit: the more real I am, the more I invite others to be real with me. It isn’t just misery that loves company, imperfection loves it too! Roll up your sleeves, be real, and find others like you. There’s beauty waiting in the mess.
“Each time he said, ‘My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.’ So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.” (2 Corinthians 12:9 NLT)