The Beauty of Imperfection: You are uniquely you!
In Japanese culture, there’s a concept called ‘wabi-sabi’ – finding beauty in the imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete. What if we applied this to our own lives, embracing each flaw, each ‘missed mark’, as a unique part of our story, a part of a greater divine tapestry?”
Finding the beauty in imperfection and impermanence in your life? When you feel that you were broken, left abandoned, or scarred, the divine Creator can restore you. Gently taking each piece and placing them back together, holding the pieces in place with divine love.
Perhaps view your life as a tapestry woven together beautifully, each thread a measure of time, dyed in hues, the colors of your life. Every moment, a memory of a hurt, of joy, sadness, or laughter. You can only weave them in, not unravel them.
We often see the dark threads, the blacks and blues. Our memories take us to the edge and we spend most of our lives standing there staring into the ravines of life. Stop staring into the ravines. Begin to see more, look up, look around you, see the whole, shades of yellow, the bright reds, the calm greens, and the blues, that are woven into your life. There are beautiful things to see.
God can take our mistakes; immoral, foolish, or evil. If and when we turn the care and resurrection of our souls over to him. He can piece our imperfections back together to make something beautiful. Christ gave us this freedom, taking all of our sin, shame, hurts, and pains if we let go and allow God to piece together our lives and our souls.
You are His Masterpiece if you allow it. Look into yourself, see your life as a work in progress. Let the Creator divinely piece your life together. Find beauty in the twists and turns of your life, the broken parts, the scars, the love, the joys, the peaceful moments. Find beauty in the imperfect, the impermanence, and incomplete. Take the time to immerse yourself in nature, the music, poetry and see the surrounding beauty, how the trees twists and turn, some straight, some tall, some short, how the beauty of one leaning in the wind on the edge of a steep ravine. Reveling in the fact that it was formed in such a precarious place and no other tree could replace it in shape or form.
