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May 2014
Perfection would be nice
But Perfect I am not
I OFTEN make bad decisions
Even when I have Good Intentions

If I measured myself next to you
Would you say that I'm bad?
But since I measure myself next to God
I've quite aware of the mistakes that I've had

But I'm not covered in "mistakes,"
I'm covered in His Grace
So when you ask me about my "sins,"
I already know they've been washed away

Take it easy there
Why do we condemn others, puff up our chest
Do we forget that we've all made a mess?
***? Check.
Drunk you bet
Lied? Why yes.
You have a list? What's next?
I've never tried to hide that I'm a mess
And even in my worst days, I'm still incredibly blessed

Isn't it so easy to measure the "sin" of those who show it so well
But the ones covered in pride, greed, envy, deceit (etc) are those you can't tell
Shall we judge those that sin differently than me and you
Or let He or She cast the first stone if making no mistakes is what you do

I've wrestled with bitterness from the pain that needed my validation
But what can a hard heart fix, but admit it needs help,
crying out in desperation

If my sins are forgiven, past, present and future
Why am I still so slow to repent?
Maybe my "spiritual walk," has made me this content
Maybe this spiritual walk has made me rather distant
Am I searching for God
Or just not listening

Meaning, sometimes I can be overly consumed with rules
Like I'm not doing it right
When God says its simple
Just move to the light

I'm free so if I feel locked in chains
What will remain?
A Slave to my man-made traditions instead of committed to God

And even in trying to do the "right things,"
I still make mistakes
But I'm not covered in Mistakes
I'm covered in Grace

See Perfection would be nice
But perfect I am not
I often make bad decisions
Even when I have good intentions
Traded in my contacts
To see God's vision

Because, I live in my flesh
Every battle comes with a new test
Some I win, some don't end
And I've been hit with the curse called, "I'm Human."
C.2014 Lady Ju
Lady Ju
Written by
Lady Ju  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
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   Lyteweaver and Shahrukh Zamir
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