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Prime Perfection

A few years back, I got this idea about naming my years.  As each birthday approaches, I take the age I am turning and apply it to some attribute.  For example, 57 was my "variety year" based on the Heinz 57 varieties slogan, always invoked when I heard the number 57.  This year I had to do a little more digging.  There were no sports figures that were meaningful to me that bore the number 58.  The number isn't sequential or palindromic or representative of any games, products, or slogans.  So I looked at the number mathematically and found that it was the sum of the first 7 prime numbers.  Therefore, I am dubbing this my year of prime perfection.
I'm not a perfectionist by any means, so the word perfect doesn't scare me.  I'm relaxed about it because I know that I am living in the perfect will of God.  I am made perfect in His eyes even though experientially here on earth I am far from it - and I have the attitude to prove it more than I care to admit.
I have the Isaiah 23:6 perfect peace, though, when I keep my mind on Him.  I have the James 1:17 every good and perfect thing that is from above.  I have the law of The Lord (doctrine) which is perfect and it revives my soul (Psalm 19:7).    God's way is perfect (Psalm 18:30).  If I have any fear, perfect love casts it out (1 John 4:18).  And I can relax in the promise of "And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing." in James 1:4.
As I look back on my life, I am so grateful for all I am and all I have and yes, even for that I don't have (please remind me of that often).  
I love the song that Francesca Battistelli sings.  I need to change up the lyrics when I sing it a bit, since I'm a good deal older than 20 and I have a lot more dents in my fender and rips in my jeans.  And I've actually learned that perfection is my enemy only when I try to be its author.


At twenty years of age I'm still looking for a dream
A war's already waged for my destiny
But You've already won the battle
And You've got great plans for me
Though I can't always see




Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me






When I was just a girl I thought I had it figured out
See my life would turn out right, and I'd make it here somehow
But things don't always come that easy
And sometimes I would doubt, oh... 

Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me
And you're free to be you




Sometimes I believe that I can do anything
Yet other times I think I've got nothing good to bring
But You look at my heart and You tell me
That I've got all You seek, oh
And it's easy to believe
Even though




Oh, I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see




I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me
And you're free to be you



- lyrics by 




Francesca Battistelli

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