God made you perfect

Joy Cusack – Staff
As a teenager, I dealt with self-consciousness and paranoia over something which, at first, was as small as the tip of a pen. I had plantar warts on my right index finger all throughout high school; they started out tiny, unnoticeable to the eyes of others, but distinct to mine. I would look down at them multiple times a day, feeling certain others could see, and a feeling of ugliness would come over me. As months went on, the warts grew bigger. I thought that maybe poking fun at myself and acknowledging their presence in front of others would make me feel better; but I didn’t understand at the time that this acceptance of error was only fuel to the flame—accepting and agreeing with an ugly picture of myself didn’t help the healing.  

Eternal Mind the Potter is,
And thought th' eternal clay:
The hand that fashions is divine,
His works pass not away.
Man is the noblest work of God,
His beauty, power, and grace,
Immortal; perfect as his Mind
Reflected face to face.

God could not make imperfect man
His model infinite;
Unhallowed thought he could not plan,
Love's work and Love must fit.
Life, Truth and Love the pattern make,
Christ is the perfect heir;
The clouds of sense roll back, and show
The form divinely fair.

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