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The Way I See It
I overheard part of a conversation two woman were having about another woman and they agreed that the other woman was impeccable. The word impeccable means faultless; flawless; free from blame; not liable to or incapable of sin. I so wanted to ask them what they meant when they said the woman was impeccable and if they liked her, were they friends?
I have some wonderful friends but none of them are impeccable or perfect and if they were I don’t think we would be friends. I mean, how can you be friends with someone here on earth who is so perfect that they are without faults and incapable of sin? Truthfully, I doubt I would want to be a friend or spend any time with someone like that and I am pretty sure they would not want to be around me.
I like imperfection. I think there is a character in imperfection that can’t be seen in something impeccable. Being perfect would mean there is no reason to work on (or for) something, no reason for hope. I think Somerset Maugham was onto something when he said, “Perfection has one grave defect: it is apt to be dull.”
The way I see it…life is found in imperfection.