Perfection

It's getting overused..
But really, I'm not perfect.
Doesn't mean it's an excuse I give to cover my mistakes
Or that I'm not striving to be more like the Perfect one.
Neither does it mean that I don't give my best.
Or cross my arms and be content in imperfection.
But it simply means,
I'm aware of my weakness.
My fallings.
And the realization that I cannot be perfect,
Until and unless I'm made perfect in His sight,
Because of His blood.
So even though I'll be imperfect to the day I die,
At least I'll walk towards perfection,
And learn to be contented in imperfection that slowly
but hopefully steadily diminishes
even as He perfects me.
Imperfect, but willing to be made perfect, in the Perfect One :)