Almost perfect…

Tonight I learned of a church that is boycotting Betty Ford’s funeral because she was once divorced…

It reminded me of a poem that often has played in my internal memory when I catch myself with a critical attitude which is clearly lacking grace…

Let me share it with you tonight….and it is my hope I (or you) will never be known as a Mary Hume…

Grateful that the God I have come to know, believe in and trust my life to is not about almost perfect but not quite….He is all about Amazing Grace and the embrace of sinners!

“Almost perfect… but not quite.”
Those were the words of Mary Hume
At her seventh birthday party,
Looking ’round the ribboned room.
“This tablecloth is pink not white
Almost perfect… but not quite.”

“Almost perfect… but not quite.”
Those were the words of grown-up Mary
Talking about her handsome beau,
The one she wasn’t gonna marry.
“Squeezes me a bit too tight–
Almost perfect… but not quite.”

“Almost perfect… but not quite.”
Those were the words of ol’ Miss Hume
Teaching in the seventh grade,
Grading papers in the gloom
Late at night up in her room.
“They never cross their t’s just right–
Almost perfect… but not quite.”

Ninety-eight the day she died
Complainin’ ’bout the spotless floor.
People shook their heads and sighed,
“Guess that she’ll like heaven more.”
Up went her soul on feathered wings,
Out the door, up out of sight.
Another voice from heaven came–
“Almost perfect… but not quite.”

 

Author: trishborgdorff

I am on a life long journey to live with integrity, honesty, kindness and full of grace.

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