I'm not perfect. I realize that. And sometimes it takes certain things to make me stop and put things in perspective. Just like most of us, I suppose. I've never denied the fact that certain things can rub me the wrong way. I do have a temper, I'll admit. I don't think it's as bad as it use to be, but sometimes people get under my skin until I've finally had enough. When that happens, I usually use my blog to either vent or set the record straight, when I should really just hush up and let Jesus deal with whatever is going on. Just like the other day when I posted about telling others how godly you are. If you missed the original post, I'm glad. If you didn't, I do apologize. I shouldn't have posted it. But again....I'm human. Imperfection wrapped in flesh and bone. My spirit is often willing, but my flesh is more often weak. Does that make it right? No. If anything it makes me more aware of just how imperfect I really am and strive harder not to be like......well....."that."
This morning I read a quote from a friend on facebook and I was like, That speaks to me, right there!! I should print it and hang it in my house.