That once there was a spot
For one brief shining moment
that was known
As Camelot.
Today in Sunday school we read as usual from The Upper Room. Our lesson today regarding advent began this way: “The other day someone asked me if I was ready for Christmas. My response was, ‘Ready or not—here it comes!’” (Mike Ripski, 12/13/11). Really when you think about it, this applies to pretty much all of life (and death). The fact of the matter is despite our best preparations and planning, there remains so much outside our control. And even when we do our best, much of life is a type of muddling through—a tackling of problems with trial and error. I guess that’s why we appreciate flawless performances in any field—perfection is rare and fleeting. The beauty of perfection plays upon the heart, often bringing tears. I applaud perfection, but also the vast exercise of imperfection that normally precedes and eventually succeeds it.
