The case of the explosive cupboard

My friend innocently opened the cupboard door. Its contents, stuffed and stacked like a vertical domino track, exploded out at her.

1. Was the friend or the cupboard at fault?*

2. This scenario happens a lot between people, too. 

3. Instead of fixing the issue with the cupboard,  we keep pussy footing around it and trying to avoid semi-surprise explosions. 

4. Then we blame the friend, not the dysfunctional cupboard. 

*There may be a logical 3rd option, that it was the person who rigged the cupboard who may be held responsible, but that ruins my illustration, so I'll leave it out.

Imperfectitis

I'm not very wise

I'm not very smart

I'm a Too Big size

I can't focus for art.

My house gets messy

My garden has weeds

My clothes are not dressy

My poetry needs

An editor. 

I talk when I shouldn't, 

Don't talk when I should

I wish I wouldn't 

Do harm- just good.

I'm not Pinterest Perfect, 

I struggle to be

Full of defect upon defect

Yet live the best version of me.

My voice, stricken with laryngitis,

Crackles out a healing, old song

“Just as I am”- with imperfectitis

I come, just to Be- and Belong.

Joy Mast Miller

6-8-24

……….

 

Just as I am, without one plea,

But that Thy blood was shed for me,

And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee,

O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

Just as I am, and waiting not

To rid my soul of one dark blot;

To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,

O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

Just as I am, though tossed about

With many a conflict, many a doubt;

Fightings within, and fears without,

O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;

Sight, riches, healing of the mind;

Yes, all I need, in Thee to find,

O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;

Because Thy promise I believe,

O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

Just as I am, Thy love unknown

Has broken every barrier down;

Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,

O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

Lyrics:Charlotte Elliott (1789-1871)

Music:William Batchelder Bradbury (1816-1868)

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