We were kind of obsessed with hide and seek growing up. I never knew how much time I would spend on my knees in prayer. I thought they were a flaw but they put in me in a position to talk to God. Laugh it up but next time you need to tighten that little screw on your glasses your going to be wishing you were me. When my daughter was being tested for Autism they asked us a list of questions a mile long. They asked us several questions about her hair. Trust me, they will grasp at anything to try to find out why kids are autistic. They asked us if she had any swirls or cowlicks. Knowing that they were trying to relate that to a mental disorder in my daughter while I sat right there with one in my own hair gave me comfort.
It made me just like my daughter and to be compared to her is a compliment.
One of my triplets has ears that stick out and they are my favorite thing about her. I remind her all the time that God gave her ears like angels so that she could listen to peoples problems and help them. Is that why God gave me mine? My grandfather had a huge crease between his eyebrows, so does my mother, my uncle and my brother. Theirs are all identical to the one I have between mine. Family history.
Are you making a list of your flaws or are you counting them as gifts? Let me remind you that you are flawless. Your moles, your hips, your toes, your hair, your lips, your rear, your arms, your legs, your freckles, your ears and yes, even the crease in your knees were all hand crafted by God himself. Not even when He sends you down with a bent rib. If you are looking in the mirror and staring at what you think might be a mistake then grab a dry erase maker and write this across the mirror.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Psalm Creator of the heavens and earth. Our sweet Savior thank you for hand crafting me into what you see as perfection. When you breathed the breath of life in to my body I became your master piece.
He opened his eyes and stared up at me as if I were the door out of Arcadia and back to the true sky. It just means that I'm able to see the beauty in most of the people who cross paths with me and I appreciate it for what it is and also for what it isn't. Love is imperfect. Falling for someone's flaws is just as necessary as falling for their strengths. And people like myself, who fall into love easily, are sometimes the loneliest souls around at the end of the day.
She is bad in a way that entices, and good in a way that comforts. She is mischief but then she is the warmth of home. The dreams of the wild and dangerous but the memories of childhood and gladness. She is perfection. And when given something perfect, it is the nature of man to dedicate his mind to finding something wrong with it and then when he is able to find something wrong with it, he rejoices in his find, and sees only the flaw, becoming blind to everything else! And this is why man is never given anything that is perfect, because when given the imperfect and the ugly, man will dedicate his mind to finding what is good with the imperfect and upon finding one thing good with the extremely flawed, he will only see the one thing good, and no longer see everything that is ugly.
And so Man cannot handle what is perfect. It is the nature of the mortal to rejoice over the one thing that he can proudly say that he found on his own, with no help from another, whether it be a shadow in a perfect diamond, or a faint beautiful reflection in an extremely dull mirror. JoyBell C. No more war. Nobody homeless. No more summer reading homework. Annabeth: I mean, the West represents a lot of the best things mankind ever did--that's why the fire is still burning.
That's why OlympusIs still around.
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But sometimes you just see the bad stuff, you know? And you start thinking the way Luke does: 'If I could tear this all down, i would do it better. Don't you ever feel that way? Like YOU could do a better job I'd you ran the world? The contractor told us the Brazilian cherry hardwood floors would not show gaps, but today they contract in the winter even with an upgraded humidifier and expand in the summer.
The granite countertops already have a few chips in them I blame the cleaners , but more importantly, you can see the seams in the countertops, which have separated over time.
Perfect Flaws By Tim Segrest
In essence, our major investment has numerous flaws! At first, the imperfections drove me crazy, but as time has gone by, I look at the imperfections as a unique part of the overall character of our home. Nothing in life is perfect, except in Photoshopped brochures. In life, we must accept imperfections as reality and try to look at the beauty of the overall picture. It is the sales manager who discovers the person he interviewed and hired is not the person who showed up to work.
The new hire has numerous imperfections. However, in the big scheme of things, can this person produce a satisfactory business outcome?
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Parents do their best, but we all make mistakes. Personally, I am not shy about having to apologize when I have misread a situation. I am a notorious shoot-and-then-aim parent, businessman, and spouse.
Flaws Are Perfect
But I do have the ability to laugh at myself as those closest to me remind me of my imperfections. It is the parents who should be accepting their kids and understanding the value in embracing the unique gifts their children bring to this world. I am always amused by the fathers in Little League who have such high expectations of their children's play that they don't enjoy the overall beauty of the game and the experience.
Kids make mistakes. Professionals make mistakes. Get over it.