God is as perfect as our lives are not.
Very often, God is the perfect refuge, the perfect home, the excellent self-sufficiency where we live without being prey to other men with ravenous appetites, nor subject to a world disdsainful of our weaknesses, a world ready to wash us away with tsunamis, or drop a mountain on our heads.
Very often God is the garden in the Persian carpet, the flowing streams of Eden.
Is God absolute perfection? Only as much as our lives are not.
The more things - good or bad - we say about God..............the more we open up our hearts of darkness for future generations to be appalled.
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