imperfectly perfect

♪Here I am Again♪

Thursday, January 22, 2026 (5:59 a.m.)

Blessed, Holy, Awesome God,

Thank You for the ease with which I found the lyrics to the song I woke up singing.

Father, thank You that I get to keep coming before You. Exactly as I am. Flawed (Romans 3:23). Imperfect. Made in Your image (Genesis 1:27). Wonderfully complex (Psalm 139:14a).

Thank You for providing us Your grace (Romans 5:20). That grace which covers our imperfections. That same grace that is sufficient. Enough. All we need (2 Corinthians 12:9a). Because Your power is made perfect in our weakness (9b).

Yesterday I used the word disJOYnted to describe how I was feeling. Father, I know the joy is here. I sense it often. With every smile. Giggle. Or thing of beauty.

Yet there’s a bit of a disconnect. A glitch in my overall scheme of things. Hence the new-to-me word… disJOYnted!

(7:03 a.m.)

So this is where I get REAL with You and ask (Matthew 7:7) for what I have been avoiding. YOU know my issue with letting go of things. Discarding. Repurposing. Indecision.

I am asking You to do in, with, by, through and for me all that I am completely unable to do on my own. There are two entire rooms of items that are mostly unnecessary. In and of myself I do not have the courage to confront them.

Truly Father, I am looking to You to provide me the wherewithal to accomplish that which I cannot possibly do on my own. “For with God nothing is impossible" (Luke 1:37). “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” (Philippians 4:13).

♪Here I am again

Back in the same place I’ve been

So many times

Here I am again

Losing the battle

And thinking I’ll never win this fight

I’m so ashamed, down on my knees

I know there’s grace but is there grace for me?

Fall after fall, prayer after prayer

Father, will You still be there?

Here You are again

 Forgiving, redeeming my heart again

You show me Your mercy will never run out…

I can breathe again

Knowing I’m loved, I feel free again

No matter how long I’ve been wandering

When I think that I’ve gone too far

Here You are Again♪

Oh most Blessed Father, do all You must with perfectly imperfect me so You are rightly glorified and enjoyed forever. I love, need, trust and want You. Thank You. Praise You. Amen.

(422 words ~ 7:30 a.m.)