I am perfect,
I died to perfect you.
You do not know what perfect is.
Do not dwell on what you think
When you do, you miss
the great work I am doing in you.
The world will not be perfect until the last day.
When you see imperfection, even sin -
Give glory to me, the Perfect One.
See your imperfection, and that of others,
as an opportunity -
to watch my glory at work.
Do not worry that you will resist.
Do your part and put the rest in my hands
- my perfect, wounded hands.
Wounded by loving you and this imperfect world.
I made myself imperfect in the world's eyes -
poor, pierced, put to death as a criminal -
out of love for you.
If you cannot accept what you see as imperfection,
you cannot accept me.
Who creates the standard for perfection?
Is it you my little child,
my small beautiful creation?
Or is it me,
the great infinite Creator and God?
And so, when you are disappointed,
upset, frustrated and even in despair -
Turn to me and give glory to my perfect
I will gather all things to me and make you perfect,
in the End,
if you will let me.
In the meantime, rest in Me.
Do not be disappointed
or allow yourself to be discouraged.
Perfect trust is all that I ask of you.
This you can do.