Imperfection is a Gift
Is imperfection a gift? Imperfection hardly seems like a gift. In fact, it seems undesirable. Something must be flawed if it is not perfect. But is that true?
Is imperfection a gift? Imperfection hardly seems like a gift. In fact, it seems undesirable. Something must be flawed if it is not perfect. But is that true?
In my previous blog I describe growing up in the sixties. I was too young to understand most of the significance of the Sixties’ societal issues. Even so, cultural shifts, social unrest, and political turbulence unfolded (sometimes exploded) around me.
I just had a birthday . . . the one that officially signifies that I am old! At the ripe age of sixty-five, I don’t feel old mentally as I still have much I want to accomplish. However, it does make one stop and ponder the past and what influences made you who you are. I am a child of the sixties―the decade of peace and love.
I am a composer, singer-songwriter, church musician, and writer.
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