I was just thinking about Perfect People. In fact I was thinking about a Perfect Person who's on TV. I started comparing him to this other Perfect Person in my class, and I began to think, "How can there be so many Perfect People, and then me, who's just... Me?"
Then a little whisper in my head said, "That's why. You don't pretend to be something your not. You don't bow to the will of what other people want you to be. You're Just You, and that's the way it ought to be. That's why you're the Perfect Person, because you're so imperfect."
So remember, when you feel like you could never be that Perfect Person everyone wants you to be, Just be You, and you'll feel more perfect than ever.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Rainy Days
Rainy days remind me of the steadfast love of God. I'm always so afraid as I'm driving that I'll wreck, but then I look at that cross on my rear view mirror, and I know I'm safe, because my God (and yours too) loves me.
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