Perfect Love

I graduated from The Institute of Healing Arts as an Emotional Health Facilitator a few years ago. One of the things that I clearly remember was learning about how the closing of the veil can be extraordinarily traumatic for young children. They lack understanding about what is happening and often feel that God has abandoned them in a world of pain. I was working through some of my own beliefs recently and found myself dealing with the fear that I might not be perfect enough to return to heaven. At a young age I thought that the veil closing meant I'd failed and that God never wanted to see me again. The following poem is what I discovered in the course of working through that fear. I distinctly remember the feeling I had that God isn't looking for us to be perfect, He's looking for us to change. I felt overwhelming love that completely covered and washed away all my fear and all my perceived mistakes. Far from never wanting to see me again, God was in fact with me, watching me, and loving me through every experience. 

Perfect Love

A young child crying in anger and grief,

filled with the fear that she will not be perfect.

No one to explain, no one to describe, 

the purpose of life, why Heaven won't open wide.

Lost and alone, she must have a defect.

Why else would her angels not give her relief?

Heart-wrenching screams silenced, no answers to find,

as Heaven's doors close she sobs, "What's wrong with me?"

Dear friends, family angels, no longer are seen.

Can I ever go home? What am I feeling?

Unbearable sadness, life is misery.

This little girl buries these thoughts in her mind.

So many years later, her heart yet alone,

striving hard for perfection but still feeling wrong.

With nowhere to go, her thoughts turn above.

She contemplates God and His Heavenly Love.

What cause have the angels to sing joyful song?

Then a voice, still and calm, "For all I atone."

Momentarily quiet, a vision she sees.

Of a heartbroken child as seen from God's eyes.

He views neither mistakes nor imperfections,

He lovingly sees only change, growth, reflection.

He tenderly watches His child as she cries,

knowing that peace is found in the release.

"I'm not looking for perfect," He says as she weeps,

"All I want is your heart to be calm and set free.

My love is enough to set everything straight.

So don't worry. Just live. Turn to me. You'll do great.

I love you. How much? You might not fully see."

He says to His Girl crying in love and relief.