Emmie T and me by the sea
Jake and Pop Pop, “You lookin’ at me?”

When I was a child I thought I was perfect. But eventually, I learned to think like an adult. I discovered that achieving perfection is impossible. 

Now I’m old and I am beginning to think like a child again. Sure I know I can’t DO anything perfect, but I’m realizing that God made ME perfect… even with a disordered brain, a bad set of teeth, and the ability to only hit one home run and it was at a Little League practice. It wasn’t even a practice game. It sailed over the Mableton Lions Club right center fence. I can still see it sailing just as it disappeared into the pine trees.

Perfection is in all of God’s creation. I feel it. I sense it. I know it.

I could die right now and it would be a perfect ending. I’ve had my perfect beginning. 

I thought for a long time that life isn’t perfect… but it is. Life’s a lesson in humility. I’ve learned my lesson. Now I’m perfect again. 

But I will continue to make mistakes until I die.

By Ed Caldwell

Except for some unavoidable honey-dos, I pretty much goof off for a living now. My last career job was designing internet operating circuit boards along with a distinguished team of engineers, managers and support personnel. Prior to that I was an electronics technician evolving into circuit board design in the defense industry working with tactical missile systems. My first career job was a professional artist. During my younger years I worked many odd jobs beginning at age nine with a newspaper delivery route.

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