The Perfect Cup
It is time for me to see the flaws of myself
and stop being alarmed
It is time for me to halt my drive for perfection
and to accept my blemishes
It is time for me to receive slowly evolving growth
the kind that comes in My* God’s own good time
and pays no heed to my panicky pushing
It is time for me to embrace my humanness
to love my incompleteness
It is time for me to cherish the unwanted
to welcome the unknown
to treasure the unfulfilled
If I wait to be perfect before I love myself
I will always be unsatisfied and ungrateful
If I wait until all the flaws, chips, and cracks disappear
I will be the cup that stands on the shelf
and is never used
~ By Joyce Rupp
*I added the work “My” to the writing of Joyce Rupp.
