I Am Perfect!

This might sound like the boasting rant of the supreme egotist. After all, nobody's perfect; that's what you hear all the time? Religion has indoctrinated people into feeling less than perfect, although it professes that we're "created" by a Perfect Being. God. In my debates with the Evangelical pastor I asked the question; How can a perfect being create anything that is imperfect?"Because God chooses to make us imperfect," came the reply on one occasion.Why? "Only God knows."

Well, the fact is: Everything is perfect, but just because this is so doesn't mean that it's all good. The atomic bombs dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki worked perfectly, but I don't think anyone would want to achieve that kind of perfection again. A well aimed rifle shot will hit the bull's eye perfecly but I don't think anyone is his right mind would want to be standing in front of the target. So, things can either be perfectly good or perfectly awful. It's all a matter of interpretation. People are sometimes heard to say, "I'm not perfect" but this is merely the feeble attempt of Ego trying to sound humble. All Creation is perfect, otherwise it wouldn't have remained in existence for so long. The Spirit of the Universe and the Laws of Nature that comprise the Divine Mind are all perfect. That's what Jesus meant when he said, "In no wise shall this generation pass until evey yod and tiddle of the law be fulfilled." He underscored this thought be telling us in John[5:48]: "Be thou perfect as the Father is perfect."

So, just what is perfection?

There are two ways of looking at it: static and dynamic. In the former sense everything is as it should be. But it keeps changing. The changes are brought about by actions that originate from conditions of stress or imbalance: moisture accumulates in the atmosphere and when there's enough, it rains; the eruption of a volcano happens when the internal pressures of the earth build to sufficient levels. People stand in the rain all the time but wouldn't want to be standing anywhere near an erupting volcano.The dynamic origin of perfection refer to volitional acts: someone is trying to do something. Every morning local radio stations issue traffic reports focusing mainly on congestion and accidents. Congestion occurs when too many people try to get somewhere by the same route; accidents (or what we deem accidents) occur when someone tries to ignore the natural laws of velocity and momentum.

Returning to the original proposition: I am a perfect record of all my experiences. Deep withing me, at my Heart of Hearts, is the sum of all the results of the choices I made both as the originator of change, or in response to changes that took place. For many years I made bad choices based on self; fear of losing what I had, of not getting what I felt was my due, of being outdone is some regard, of being disliked, rejected - you get the idea. And these were all perfect resolutions of the state of my soul; I was ruled by fear but didn't realize it. But as fear was my prime motivator, working at the sub- or unconscious level, my actions inevitably led to consequences: jails, mental institutions, a Grand Jury indictment on one occasion, and the mental anguish that accrued to these outcomes. Why do things keep working against me? I would ask, not knowing that my focus on the Realities of the world hid the Truth of my own condition from me. As the Bible says, "As within, so without." My outward demonstration expressed my inner being (ex-pressed: pushed out) perfectly but as long as I focused on the Realities I was lost. One of my commonest realities was that I had bad days.

I have never had a bad day! That's the Truth. I have had a bad attitude, though, and the personality disorders that worked in and though me were seldom limited to a single day: I could carry grudges for years!

Then something happened. In a moment of perfect clarity I saw myself as I truly was - and didn't like it. What happened?

Stay tuned.