Is It Wrong To Pray
For Perfection In Our Lives?
by Bob Olson,
Is it wrong to pray for
perfection in our lives? I keep asking myself this question and life keeps
handing me the same answer: It’s okay to pray for perfection, but it’s
more empowering to “trust” that there is some Higher Power
orchestrating life; and whether we know it or not, life already IS
sounds like a nice concept when the forecast regarding my health,
relationships and career is sunny and warm; but when it feels as though a
dark cloud is following me around, it becomes difficult to envision
“perfection” in God’s plan. So sometimes I begin to question if this
Bush-Gore election fiasco, or some world crisis, is taking all of God’s
time and He doesn’t have any left to focus on little old me. Certainly
Presidents and celebrities must come first in God’s hierarchy of
attention. Or maybe the world has become so overpopulated that God's
simply overburdened, and instead of striving for "perfection,"
He now just aims at "good enough."
my sister-in-law’s cat disappeared for a few days. Now this is a big
crisis in my wife, Melissa's, side of the family—these people love
their cats. I keep hoping that my next life be will as a cat belonging to
her side of the family. Anyway, Melissa asked me to pray for the cat to
come home. To tell you the truth, I hated to use up a good prayer on a cat
that was probably being pampered and fed by some sweet neighbor; but I
prayed just the same—Melissa doesn’t ask me for much, and I know I
used one of her prayers when I thought there was an oil leak in my car. So
I got into a meditative state and did some serious praying.
amazing thing happened while I prayed to God to bring the cat home—I
think I got reprimanded! The message that adamantly filled my mind was
this: “Bob, do you think that I don’t know what I’m doing? Do you
really think that this missing cat is just some random meaningless
occurrence? Or is it possible that there is a lesson in this for your
sister-in-law or nieces, perhaps in preparation for some greater loss?”
message went on for a bit longer, but that was the gist of it. When I
stopped praying, I kind of felt bad for my obvious lack of faith. I guess
I need to believe that life is exactly as it is supposed to be. I need to
trust that it's perfect even if I don't see the meaning behind it all.
expected, the cat was found the next day. A nearby neighbor was pampering
and feeding it while assuming the cat was lost and homeless. Go figure.
Now I’m one prayer short but a whole lot wiser. My only regret is not
asking about that knocking sound in my wheel while I still had God on the
line. Maybe I'll ask Melissa to pray for the knocking to stop.
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