Sometimes I like to think that there' a little bad inside of me, not too much, but just enough to be good. How in the blazes could I ever say such a thing? Well... because being bad really can be good. It reminds me that that there's a grand world of imperfection within my soul. That letting go to be free enough to make mistake is actually good.
No one should ever tried so hard to live a perfect life that it crushes your spirit. Having free rein to screw up is good. It keeps me on my feet and vastly aware of who I really am. Now, I've said this before and I'll say it again, I'm not one to preach(certainly not me!!), but I believe with all of my heart and soul that God made us imperfect as a way of teaching goodness.
Being bad or imperfect also leads to some kooky fun. You don't have to kill anyone, steal a car or rob a bank just to be bad. Being bad or as I like to think of it imperfect helps balance the scales of who I am. Perhaps its just a gentle reminder that I still have blood flowing through my veins. It also teaches me how not to judge others.
If I am working on me, learning how to improve on myself and really trying to do what God wants me to, then I am understanding how to live better. There's a long and winding road ahead of me, yet I'm willing to risk my great sense of greatness(not that great) and just be human. As flawed as I am, for me the freedom to see, know and understand that when bad is good, I am still a work in process and that's all good.
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