Imperfection: 19/52 (Let’s Do 52)

I won’t admit to being a perfectionist.  Especially since I’m sure there is an error (or a few) in each of my posts, despite my best efforts.

However, I can spot imperfections pretty easily.  One of the things that it seems no one can perfect is family.  I’ve a fabulous family.  For sure.  But none are perfect, including mine.  For Mother’s Day weekend, I joined my mother, my youngest sister, my aunt and two of her daughters for a wonderful trip to Wilderness at the Smokies.  It was delightful!

We enjoyed a nice night out and, before heading out, snapped some pictures.  I, of course, could not take our own, really, but I did get a few shots of my aunt and her daughters.

Lovely, aren’t they?  They’d readily admit that they are imperfect.  Yet still loved and made righteous (perfect!) by the blood of Christ!

With love,