No Perfect People

Today, I would like to take a moment to talk about this beautiful painting.
It's one of my absolute favorites.
A picture of the Savior holding a crying young woman.
The first time I saw it, it hit me hard. Because there no such thing as perfect people. Look at the woman. If we're going by stereotypes, she's not perfect. Far from it. It doesn't matter though. The Savior comforts her.
Sometimes, we forget that we can get comfort, no matter what, no matter when. But we can. He is always there.
This gospel is not for perfect people. It's meant to bring us together. It's meant to bring our gifts and talents together in a way that can help all of us get closer to Christ.
And, really, if you think about that, it's kind of beautiful.

The Struggle Within

Within me a war rages, a fight between dark and light.

The thoughts beat on me like the drum of war.

I’m breaking under the pressure that comes with the night.

I can’t seem to pull myself out of the fight.

I write and I write and I write, trying to break open the door.

Within me a war rages, a fight between dark and light.

But the blows keep coming; everything is flashing white.

I know I’ll black out if there’s much more.

The cynical voices cut me down like swords but I fight with all my might.

I try to block out their words but I know they’re right.

“You will never be good enough,” they roar.

Within me a war rages, a fight between dark and light.

I shake my head and stand at my full height.

They try to break me, cut me to the very core.

The cynical voices cut me down like swords but I fight with all my might.

I know who I am despite the words that bite

And I will keep fighting through the angry downpour.

Within me a war rages, a fight between dark and light.

The cynical voices cut me down like swords but I fight with all my might.