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The beauty of imperfection

Adri's Adventures

I don’t know about you, but I have been one happy camper over the past two weeks with the warm weather and sunny skies. With spring comes an influx of all things new.

When I think spring, I think new blooms and new life. There is no better representation of the beauty of new life than Easter.

Easter will be upon us this Sunday, and as much as I enjoy the traditional honey ham dinner and Cadbury eggs, all I can think about is the hope that stems from this holiday.

I’m a firm believer that thousands of years ago, Jesus died on the cross. Then three fateful days later, He rose and triumphed over the grave.

I am thankful that a man, without imperfection, died on the cross to save me from my sins.

Because of His triumph, I have hope. Hope in life after death. Hope that the trials that come my way won’t last forever.

It’s honestly mind-boggling to think about what the future will bring. It’s even more mind-boggling to comprehend that God has this perfect plan set in store for each one of us, and that our individual imperfections are purposeful.

I still question what His plan is for me. Where will the next five years take me? What will I have accomplished? Will I live a purposeful existence?

Growing up I strived for perfection. Whether it was grades in school or having my life “together.”

As a teenage girl, I picked myself apart in the mirror before school, meticulously attempting to rid the image staring back at me of anything I deemed unacceptable.

Luckily for me, I had a lot of people in my life who boosted my confidence and reminded me that my “flaws” made me who I am.

Thankfully, I outgrew the need to be perfect once I hit college. I saw the world on a grander scale and was able to meet people from all walks of life. I became more understanding and aware that the world needs all kinds of kinds to work.

Now that I’ve been in the workforce for nearly two years, it’s more evident than ever that no one is perfect. There will always be an error or typo to correct. Mistakes are inevitable.

I try my hardest to refrain from as many errors as I can, but try as I might, some slip through the cracks.

Now, I’m not glorifying making mistakes or giving myself a free pass for my own personal errors here.

I’m just thankful that even when I mess up, I have a Savior who loves me unconditionally in spite of my imperfections.

I hope to live like that. Loving unconditionally and understanding that we are all flawed, but valuable.

Whether you and your loved ones are out this weekend collecting eggs and candy or attending one of the many Good Friday and Easter services across the region, I hope that you all take the time to love unconditionally and understand the value of the people around you.

Have a “hoppy hoppy” Easter, everyone.

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