Perfect?

Sometimes I think . . .  that we think . . . that we can actually be perfect. Why else are we disturbed when the daily croppings of imperfections accost us? Why are we disturbed when we are irritated and immature and snide and selfish? Why does the ego never give up on the illusion that it can be perfect (that it can be God)?

There is a perfection that we can attain to and that we are called to. That perfection is to perfectly receive God's love. That is a direction that is worthy of our energy. God's love is given regardless of past and present and history and ancestry and motive and intention. I have watched some of the most Unlikely of Vessels enjoying God's love.

(And the fun thing is . . .  there is no way to imperfectly receive God's love!)