Perfection

No, I did not schedule this post to go in the middle of the night - I'm really blogging at 1:30am. I feel a bit weird even writing that because let me tell you...I LOVE TO SLEEP! Nothing gets in my way when it comes to my perfect pile of pregnancy pillows. Unless I dont feel well or I cant turn my brain off.

This Christmas night it's both: full brain, full belly (too many meatballs!)

Since I couldn't sleep, I was reflecting on what a beautiful Christmas season it's been and what a great day today was. My heart went so far as to say "Perfect." Then that little voice reminded me that no, it was definitely not perfect. For starters, I ate too much.

Then the beast inside of me sprang to life and my brain got thinking about babies. Ohhhhh those sweet, perfect little newborns that just sleep all day. Siiiiiiiigh - it was only two years ago at Christmas that I had one and in another four months we get to meet this next perfect little creation. I did it again (we humans are slow learners). Perfect. That gentle knock on my heart reminded me again that I was so wrong. Those little lives are born into sin- not just a world that's sinful, but they themselves are sinners. Nowhere near truly perfect.

"Jesus, thank you for your perfection.  For entering this dark and fallen world to be my Redeemer. For giving me the only gift that matters in the end. For loving my ugly, selfish heart in a way that I simply don't understand. Thank you for being truly my ONLY example of perfection this side of Heaven."

Merry Christmas readers! My wish for you is that you are celebrating The King today. It's so easy to make it about family, gifts, food, and whatever else comes along for us (not that they aren't good things), but the things of this world eventually disappoint. Perfection does not disappoint.