When we are missing something,I suggested,in some strange sense we are more whole.The man who has everything is in some ways a poor man.He will never know what it feeels like to yearn,to hope,to nourish his soul with the dream of something better,He will never know the experience of having someone who loves him give him something he has always wanted or never had.

There is a wholeness about the person who has come to terms with his limitations,who has been brave enough to let go of his unrealistic dreams and not feel like a failure for doing so.There is a wholeness about the men or woman who has learned that he or she is strong enough to go through a tragedy and survive,she can lose someone and still feel like a complete person.

Life is not a trap set for us by God so that he can condemn us for failing.Life is not a spelling bee,where no matter how many words you've gotten right,you're disqualified if you make one mistake.Life is more like a baseball season,where even the best team loses one third of its games and even the worst team has its days of brilliance.Our goal is win more games than we lose.When we accept that imperfection is part of being human,and when we can continue rolling through life and appreciate it,we will have achieve a wholeness that others can only aspire to.That,I believe,is what God asks of us-not"Be perfect",not"Don't even make a mistake",but"Be whole".

If we are brave enough