Are you a “perfectist?” Do you believe that all will be well when life is “perfect”, the house is clean, the kids are getting “A’s” and the trees stop dropping leaves on your lawn?
What is your perfect standard? Straight lines, no mess, the picture of health, svelte, no coffee cups and candy wrappers thrown in the back seat of the car and an ever present smile on your face?
I’m thinking I need a life satisfaction adjustment. There’s something driving me and I think it’s this perfect thing, like I can finally achieve it and when I get there life will finally be great.
I’ve always mused about the forest and thought, maybe the forest is more like God’s standard of perfect. I mean, look it…dirt, dead leaves all over and decaying…trees in all shapes and sizes, some even dead for years laying on their side decaying with carpets of leaves on the earth floor. Although in appearance it’s disorganized it “serves.”
Piles of messy dead leave feed the soil, which feed the trees. Dead trees serve as shelter and provide food for creature and bug. The green thriving life filter and produce the air we breath .
Maybe I’ve got this perfection thing wrong. Maybe I’ll never have perfect hair, or the best body or a clean floor. Maybe the perfect standard should be about service. And maybe I already have a perfect life if I just allow the great Gardner of the forest to work with me and tend to me. Maybe if I’m willing to let Him do His stuff in my life, I can relax and trust and enjoy what is….right now…PERFECT!
