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From the minute I woke up this morning until this very moment everything has been perfectly imperfect. I didn’t feel super-dooper great - - imperfect. But, I was alive, breathing, able to walk and talk, and I had the use of all my bodily functions, - - perfect.
I made my coffee, took it outside to drink it in the backyard, and gave thanks to God for all the blessings he has bestowed on imperfect me. Perfect to the infinite power!
Oh, did I take my morning meds? Ummmm, I forgot. Imperfect! Did I comb my hair? Oooooh, I think I did. I don’t know. What do I need to …
I forgot. It doesn’t matter. Imperfect.
Today was a perfectly imperfect day!