The lovely Mousewords is one of the folks I follow on Twitter. She tweeted something tonight about cleaning her bathroom that included the phrase, "well-intentioned sinner."
That line wants to be a poem. Let's see...
I am just
A well-intentioned sinner.
Knowingly imperfect, but yearning to be more.
I suppose
I know I could do better.
If I really wanted to earn a perfect score.
But somehow
I know that I can't do it.
Perfect is so far beyond, beyond the farthest shore.
But can I settle
Just for good intentions?
Knowing that they pave a dark and downward road?
I will reach
Beyond my imperfections
Trusting that Someone will grasp my hand and lead me Home.
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