Perfection is alusive as a rainbows end!

Its been a while since I blogged that's because I cant get on to the computer there is always little hands on it!! So if anyone would like to kindly donate a ipad to me just for blogging I would be sooo grateful lol!!!

So I have been thinking alot about perfection and what we as a society define perfection as!
Last week I was going to start by saying I am sat typing this with my dark roots down to my ears, my eyebrows are in such need of shaping that they are scarily becoming a monobrow and I am carrying 14 pounds of fat that I should be carrying!! But alas I now have blond hair again and I punished my eyebrows into submission last night!! But the pounds are still there!!!

I do not aim for perfection but I always want better so I must have that in my head to be slimmer, brighter better! The world surrounds us with photos of what we should be looking like half of the photos are airbrushed but do we still hanker for the worlds view of perfection.

The world is ugly there is hatred and hunger and loss and disunity and homelessness and we don't like to look at it, it makes us feel uncomfortable but its real and so not perfect. This is the world we are living in and I know that me striving for perfection is not going to change any of that what I want to do is accept the imperfect and love those who are imperfect just like Jesus would do and try and make a imperfect world a little better by loving and giving and sharing and reaching out to those who no one will touch.

I read this the other day its deep so stick with it!!
In out throwaway culture, perfectly good goods are
discarded because they have in some way become flawed , slightly broken, or simply no
longer of a desire colour. The waste is atrocious.

In our throw away culture, perfectly good people are
discarded because they are presumed to be in some
way flawed, in some way broken , or the wrong colour.
The waste is abominable. Even insurance companies
will refuse life-cover for some of these.

The presumption is perfection against which judgements
are made discarding decided. But perfection is as elusive as a rainbows end.
And Jesus, broken by the brutality of the cross, showed in his life the broke
openness of compassion to those beyond any margins  we dare impose.