Perfect is boring. That’s one of the stupidest things I’ve ever heard. By definition, perfection means something is flawless. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with it. And just because there’s nothing perfect in this world doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist.
But I believe people who say perfect is boring have an ulterior motive.
Yeah, I believe, if you say perfect is boring, it means you’re unwilling to accept there’s a perfect Creator who made you and loves you. And you don’t like the idea that a perfect Creator gets to make the rules instead of you.
But I think you should rethink that notion.
Dive much deeper into the whole story of how you and I got here on this little blue dot in the universe. Don’t rely on just your feelings about the story. Or what someone (and that includes me) would have you believe, but what the story actually says.
My belief (and my Hope) is that you’ll discover why your heart and soul yearn. Of course, I fully understand you DO have your own will. And I understand that even if you discover there’s a God, and that you’re not Him, you might still choose to be your own god. Yes, absolutely, that’s a distinct possibility. In fact, most people choose that route.
And they somehow find comfort in silly sayings like “perfect is boring.”
It’s for sure that a quest for perfection in this life is futile. But, a loving relationship with your Creator is…
Perfect
I gotta stop all this daydreaming stuff
‘Cause I just get visions, and that’s never enough.
I wanna catch hold of something peaceful and true
With a permanent feel and a wonderful hue.
I wanna find blue skies and whispering winds
And beautiful pathways where love never ends.
But I feel quite sure if I found it today,
That it wouldn’t be right. I wouldn’t know what to say.
Perfect.
I want perfect.
Nothing less than best, nothing like the rest.
I want perfect.
Perfect.
I’d love perfect.
Who could ask for more, and what I’m looking for
Is just perfect.
I gotta get both my feet back on the ground.
I gotta get hold of my head and turn it around.
But I close my eyes and I see it again…
It’s such a paradox that I lose when I win.
© 1988
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