Before I got up this morning, I was reflecting on some of the "mistakes"I have made along the journey of this life. I realized that some turned out to be blessings that simply redirected me. But I could not escape the thought of how flawed I am and how I have not fully been the person I know I could have been - still could be.
A voice said "human means flawed." I laughed out loud.
Then I thought, I am here, if not perfect myself, to at least refine myself and reveal the spiritual being God created. Sometimes the "mistakes" are the sandpaper required to smooth off the rough spots. I guess I needed a lot of sandpaper:)
All works together for good for those who are called -- so said St. Paul.
It's all okay.