I stared at the woman in the mirror. I have so many flaws Poppa. I lose focus. My weight goes up and down. My heart gets too invested in the wrong people. I am perfectly imperfect. Those imperfections are how I use you daughter. You can’t reach people you can’t relate to. I never leave you in the midst of your struggles. You are mine and you don’t face this journey alone.
I am not ashamed of my imperfections because they make me who I am. I learn and grow from them. When I look in the mirror I see more than my imperfections. I also see strength that comes through God from through my weakness and a strong faith in Him. I’m perfectly imperfect and I’m okay with that. 💛 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
“And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.” ~ 2 Corinthians 12:9