2.9.15

From: Me Today I had some more tests done for my heart and stuff. I went down way early and had time to walk around the Temple grounds. I was just thinking and praying about the possible outcomes, the what-ifs and I was just in my normal pre-doctor nervousness. I sat at the reflection pond and looked at the Temple. I noticed something I'd never noticed before. There were splotches on the granite and imperfections in the stone, and many spots of weathering. This building that I see as perfect really wasn't so aesthetically perfect on the outside. But on the inside, every nook and cranny had been dedicated to Him, had been perfected in Him, the Spirit that dwells there is His. The same is with us. Our physical bodies are not perfectly flawless. But the Spirit He has given us is. Perfect is not flawless. Perfect is everything it needs to be. Perfect is what it is supposed to be. I am perfect just the way I am because I am who He made me to be. There is no 'why did this happen to me?' Because He has created me. He put my heart together perfectly FOR ME. 2015/02/09 10:02:57PM