Validated

 

Validated by it's own shadow...

Perfection

 

I awaken early this Sunday morning. I get up, make myself a cup of tea and head out to sit in my garden.

I find I am creating yet another list in my head....This section really needs to be weeded. Those plants need to be cut back. I'd like to get another plant to put there. This plant must have reseeded itself and doesn't belong here.

And then I begin to hear something. It's a small voice intuitively. I stop and listen carefully, coaxing it louder so that I may hear. There it is...

"Perfection is in the imperfection"'

I notice a smile crossing my lips. I relax. I begin to take notice of the birds, chipmunks and squirrels going about their daily tasks. A butterfly's irratic flight. The rising sun's rays through the trees and the flowers dancing in the cool morning breeze and I think...

In this moment is God's perfection