We are loved quite perfectly in our blessed imperfection.
The Holy One holds in deepest affection,
every fragile bone and bit of weary body;
each lost or wounded whit of weakened mind.
The One Who formed us is far more kind
toward our flaws than we are toward ourselves;
more kind than any ancient laws which bind
and condemn us in their harsh impossibility.
It is by these flaws we learn of Grace,
and the preciousness of our truthful place
within the Gentle Heart of Higher Hope;
that we are more than our imperfections, wounds, and weakness.
We are here for fruitful learning;
seeded with a powerful yearning
for Something Deep Within
that our souls already know.
~Cheryl Anne
Brigid's Hearth 