#perfictlove

Perfect~Ideal, exellant, exactly fitting the need. Entirely without any flaws, defect or shortcomings.  Accurate, exact and correct in every detail.

Love~ Capable of fulfilling a profoundly tender feeling of warm with personal attachment. The strong benevolent affection. A deep loyalty and devotion to.

                                  That's what this means in the dictionary.

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 What #Perfictlove means to me and my thoughts about #perficlove is that it can only come from God to anyone. No one on earth can take that position. Not in my heart, sole or being! Everyone looks for it but I feel like I found a real hidden secret that other's would jump on if they really knew about it. You see I was one that was skeptical how someone could really mean this or have this happen to them and lead them. Sure I had a few little things and quite a few big things  happen to me over the years that years later I could look back on those time and realize that it can only come from something that we really can't comprehend. That is from God!

Years ago being a young Mom I messed up here and there. Thankfully we both survived it. I tried really tried to be a perfect in every way I knew how then but never could no matter how hard I tried. I had my son when I was young so we grew up together.  I thought that I knew what I was doing at the time and I was doing things much better than my parents did.

But I have to admit that over the years my thoughts have changed with all of my hurts and experiences. I didn't think they would. I now see them as learning experiences of things I had to go through not little dramatic tragedies that happened to me because of a flaw of my character or conflict with some  overpowering force, as fate or societies fault. God walks with me and shows me how I need to have the thoughts and the feeling that I now have. I'm grateful!

I was brought to my knees literly mid life by a even a harder blow, I was diagnose in later years with SCA ataxia.  I believe God was trying to get my attention to help me but I couldn't listen. I was sure I'd find it myself here. When I surrendered and said UNCLE that's when I became open enough to receive his perfect love. I still struggle with acceptance of this from time to time. I'm still not perfect!  :0)