I have realized this week that I really don't like not being perfect. I have known for a long time that I am not perfect, but somehow I keep thinking that I can be. So, when I do something that really emphasizes my humanity I seem to shock myself.
Isn't it funny that we have higher standards on ourselves than others? Well, I know I do. I expect that I should be able to get it right 100% of the time and when I don't and I dissapoint someone.....I just want to crawl under a rock and never come out.
Those of you familiar with inner healing are probably saying it is time for me to get some prayer counseling....not a bad idea really. If there is one thing that I have learned here is that I need more of God and more of others helping me with the process. I see more of my faults living in community in Africa than I could ever see living in Suburbia USA.
It is wonderfully painful. "Be Perfect, as I am Perfect"....I am going to need Your help with this one, DAD!
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