I was thinking about the concept of perfection the other day, and it got me quite confused.
It is a fact that perfection does not exist. We, as humans, are imperfect beings and we live in an imperfect world. We can strive to be perfect with all our hearts, souls, and minds… but we will never achieve it. In the history of the world, there were only two perfect (sinless) people – Jesus of Nazareth and his mother Mary. And there are many who debate that they never existed, or were not sinless at all.
A lot of people (myself included) waste our time on being perfectionists. We want everything to come out right, everything to be perfect and in its place, and when that doesn’t happen (which is always), we get upset.
In the Catholic Church (or at least this is the way I see it), we are to strive toward perfection of our souls. However, we are human and sinful beings, and thus, we can never attain perfection. Even the saints were not perfect, but they lived their lives in an attempt to perfect themselves and make themselves pleasing to God.
I wondered what the point of striving for perfection was… if the attempt was futile. After all, we will never reach perfection. I suppose it is to become the very best we can be… but realize that total perfection is beyond us… and that realization is what keeps us humble.
And of course, this notion of perfection doesn’t just have to do with religion; it can have to do with pretty much anything; to be the best student, to be the best writer, parent, artist, musician, etc. that we can possibly be.