Percolating on Imperfection {#4}

For the background on this series, see this post.

Remember, you can share yours by commenting below or on Facebook.  No filters allowed on the pictures you share–we need to see the beauty of the raw imperfection.  🙂

{#4} The imperfection: the living room coffee table

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Percolating on Imperfection {#3}

For the background on this series, see this post.

Remember, you can share yours by commenting below or on Facebook.  No filters allowed on the pictures you share–we need to see the beauty of the raw imperfection.  🙂

{#3} The imperfection: the fireplace

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Percolating on Imperfection (#2)

For the background on this series, see this post.

Remember, you can share yours by commenting below or on Facebook.  No filters allowed on the pictures you share–we need to see the beauty of the raw imperfection.  🙂

{#2} The imperfection: the sunroom couch [Read more…]

Percolating on Imperfection {#1}

I have a friend and fellow blogger who did a challenge during the summer where she wrote about one thing she found beautiful and one thing she was grateful for each day.  You can see the series here.  It reminded me a bit of Ann Voskamp’s One Thousand Gifts.  And yet another post on Facebook by a friend led me to this article where she shares about her kitchen and how, though others may think it needs work, she loves it just as it is.  Contentment.  So in honor of all this encouragement to breed contentment, I’m taking my Thankful List in a different direction (though I will continue to add to it as I feel led).

Each week, hopefully on Tuesdays to keep it consistent, I will be sharing something that I may have viewed as imperfect in my life.  It may be something in my home, a physical feature on my body, a character trait, a seemingly poor choice I’ve made.  I will share why I normally would view that imperfection as a negative and end with why I’m thankful for it . . . how it is beautiful, purposeful, perfectly imperfect.

I encourage you to join with me by sharing something perfectly imperfect in your life.  Share in the comments each week or link up to your own blog post.  May we stop thinking that the perfection we see via the lense of Photoshop and Pinterest is what we are to attain to and rather rest in the reality that is our perfectly imperfect life.

Here’s my first post in the series.

{#1} The imperfection: my feet

Imperfect Feet

They’re rough and calloused and constantly dry.  And I can’t remember a day when they weren’t like this.  I often wish I could just get some special treatment to make them all smooth and girly but fail to ever do it (does something like that even exist for feet this bad?).  But as I was thinking about my imperfect yucky feet, I realized that they tell a story.  They tell the story of a girl who has always loved being on her feet, who struggles to sit because she loves to stay busy.  They tell of a girl who God created to be full of energy . . . a girl who simply loves to move, not because she has something to prove but because it stirs up life within her.  The callouses show the hours upon hours each week she spent dancing ever since she was a little girl . . . the passion she has for expressing herself through movement.  They aren’t pretty but they are beautiful.  They are perfectly imperfect.