“As for God, his way is perfect: The Lord’s word is flawless; he shields all who take refuge in him.” 2 Samuel 22:31
I am posting this not to blame, but only as an eye-opener. I realized I am messed up because I have messed up parents. I am imperfectly raised by a perfectionist mom and imperfectly loved by a perfectionist dad.
Should I let that hinder me from being the perfect parent to my son? To begin with, I will never ever be a perfect parent. No one is a perfect parent. Try as I might, whatever efforts I put in, no matter how perfect the plan (or the non-plan) is, I would fail.
So I can rest.
I can rest believing that I am perfectly loved by a perfect Heavenly Father who loves ALL OF ME, including my imperfections. He loves me in spite of my fears, my doubts and my inability and inconsistency to choose what’s best for me or my loved ones.
I may not always choose perfectly, I may not always make the right decision but I can choose to rest, to trust in His perfect peace, in His perfect love, for me.
ancore! 