Imperfections

I forever grateful for the grace of my Jesus. He just fills in the spaces...my imperfections. I went to this women's conference with my church last week. There was this song about our flaws. That got me thinking about all my flaws and how really I am just trying to be ok with them. I went out to dinner tonight without doing my kids hair. My mom says..."why didn't Mommy calm your hair down?" I said , "Mommy is happy she got out the door." I am flawed. This makes me all the more thankful for my Maker. He never makes me feel less or judged. It's like he just lets me be me and when I screw up he doesnt have to beat me up about it over and over. He just gently prods me...ok sometimes smacks me...but I need it and when I am smacked. I dont do it all right all the time. I dont brush my kids teeth because I dont want to fight with them. I curse...a lot. I sometimes don't do all the reps in my sets when I work out. I let my kids eat food that fell on the floor. I drive my car practically on empty and I have ran out of gas many a day in life. I pay my bills late from time to time. I sometimes shove my husband at night because I just want some space. Despite all these shortcomings my Jesus is still ok with me. Now this thought does make me complacement. It actually spurs me on to be more. I know that he fills in the holes only to make me desire more for myself. I have this overwhelming feeling at the destiny he has for me. I see how Jesus is working out all these little things to fulfill his plan for my life. I just love it. It is so freeing. I admit all this to let people know I am flawed and I am working on being ok with it. Thank you Jesus