This is the case: we are imperfect in an imperfect world
People look back on their lives, especially when life hurts. Trouble shows up no matter what - many treat it as a test that shows how tough they are. We hunt for reasons behind each bruise - yet some questions stay open. The article below asks what “perfect” means and whether we need it at all.
Demanding a flawless result often ends in let down. A plain thought - “this is how it is right now” - softens the blow. We do not have to trace every cause to feel calm - plans fall apart because a different door stands ready to open. In those blank hours, belief and quiet waiting point us toward the next road. When we agree to walk the path we are on, even when it turns rough, we keep walking without shame.
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Saying yes to reality hurts - yet it steadies the heart. Heartbreak and love that is not returned belong to every life. Hunting for the exact reason behind heartache stirs more fog. Acceptance equals seeing the wound and refusing to beat ourselves up. We let tears fall and still trust that a pattern larger than we see is at work. Thankfulness rises right after we stop fighting facts - it turns the mind toward what remains, not toward what vanished. Building thankfulness keeps us upright while life stays unclear and hard.
Perfection lives only as an idea, not as a thing we touch. One eye calls a picture ideal - another eye spots the crack. Thinkers long ago noted that perfection keeps sliding, because each watcher carries a different ruler. Many faiths teach that people start off broken, cast out of a first flawless home told in old stories. That built in crack marks every person and leaves space to learn and mend.
Humans carry flaws and the globe beneath us carries cracks. Quakes, sickness and death all break the dream of a spotless planet. If we ever reach a new world, our faults and our fears will board the ship with us. Those same faults push us to treat each other better and to look inside ourselves with honest eyes. The road itself, bumpy and uneven, gives us our reason to live, not some far off flawless finish line.
