True Perfection

I was thinking today that most people misunderstand perfection. In the USA, at least, we tend to think of perfection as never having a bad hair day, never hurting your hand or stubbing your toe, never getting angry, never crying, and never having to work or have bad things happen to us.

But I don't think that's perfection. I think perfection is more an attitude and less an enviromental thing. That is, perfection would be having a bad hair day and just not caring. It would be hurting ourself and not letting it put us in a bad mood for the rest of the day. We would still get angry, but justly, and we wouldn't hurt in our anger. We would cry, sometimes because we hit our heads, but never selfishly or because someone was cruel to us. We would work, but on things we enjoy. And bad things would happen, but they wouldn't depress us to the point where we want to give up.

And perfection would be in the ground beneath our feet too. The thorn and thistles, the bugs who bite, and the critteres who want us for lunch wouldn't be around. There would be no nasty wheather (like hurricanes, tornados, droughts,  and earthquakes) to destroy the land and food we eat. We could sleep outside and never have to worry about being hurt! We could eat and drink, without fear of have being poisoned.

We wouldn't know everything in the world, so we would still make mistakes. But they wouldn't destroy us, and people would forgive us if our mistakes hurt them. We could still grow, still laugh, and still enjoy life.

That is perfection to me. I think the Bible backs up my perception of perfection.

Sometiems I wonder if heaven isn't like that. A place where we could still do things, still learn and grow, but perfectly, without fear or waste..


Hmmmmmmmmmm.........