As I’ve mentioned before, I am a perfectionist. On the surface being a perfectionist probably sounds like something great, but it isn’t. It means that in every situation I expect perfection from myself, and to a lesser extent, from others. The worst thing is that realistically, I am destined to fail almost all the time, as no-one is perfect, in fact we’re all far from it.
As we’re all far from being perfect, isn’t it so reassuring to know that despite all our mistakes and all our failures, God forgives us, and still loves us. God knows we’re all imperfect, so all he asks of us is that we give our hearts to him, trust him, and follow his plan for our lives.