jump to last post 1-4 of 4 discussions (5 posts)

Be Perfect

  1. twill4jc profile image84
    twill4jcposted 7 years ago

    "Let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing" James 1:4

    What does this text mean to you?

    1. mohitmisra profile image60
      mohitmisraposted 7 years ago in reply to this

      This is looking at things in a long time perspective.Its takes time to do things ,what you have to do and patience is the key in attaining perfection in what you are doing.
      "Let patience have its perfect work"

  2. Davinagirl3 profile image59
    Davinagirl3posted 7 years ago

    I believe it means that we will be imperfect until we stop trying to be perfect.

  3. Beth100 profile image84
    Beth100posted 7 years ago

    We were all created perfect and only that we see ourselves with imperfection because of what we have been taught by others.  To see ourselves as perfect is a task that involves accepting ourself as is, and the imperfections will resolve themselves.

  4. rosariomontenegro profile image89
    rosariomontenegroposted 7 years ago

    This reminds me a long ago story of myself.
    I was born with a logical mind and in religion class I would always ask questions, my classmates would tell me, hush, you shouldn't ask ... probably because they kindly took pity of the poor victim in front of us, the teacher that wouldn't know what to answer ...
    Anyway, one day I read in the Gospels that Jesus had said, be perfect like my celestial Father is perfect.
    Then, now I can't remember, maybe I read again in the Gospels, Jesus saying to the rich young man to abandon everything and follow him.
    Fact is that following those readings my little logic-oriented young mind reached the conclusion that I had to become a nun. If I was to follow Jesus advice and be perfect then I had to become a nun.
    I was desperate. I didn't want to be a nun, but I wanted to follow Jesus advice.
    Happily my torment was going to end soon. We had a spiritual 3 or 4 days retreat, and there was a Father that would come and give us a lecture once a day. And he said that we could write down questions, no need to sign, that he would answer. So I wrote down my silogism, be perfect=follow me=be a nun. That afternoon when he finished his sermon to us, he started looking at the scraps of paper we had given him and answering. I swear I saw his face, at a certain moment, become distorted with repressed laughter ... and then, coughing to regain composture, he answered a new question. It was mine. He said that whoever I was, I definitely didn't have any obligation to become a nun, that one could be perfect choosing any walk of life.
    I still remember how relieved I was.