"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace."~ Isaiah 9:6 NIV
I don't know what it is about rock gardens that seem so right. Is it because of all the Mr. Miagi stuff from the Karate Kid? I don't think so, there always is something about perfection that seems to stop us in our tracks and make us stand in awe. But why do we do stop, we don't stop for anything in present day America. One of the biggest aspects is the mystery of it all. Nothing is perfect, but even when there is a tiny hint of perfection it is awe inspiring.
We can only admire the beauty of a meadow at sunrise, or the fog moving along the surface of a lake, for trying to replicate such a moment or scene is impossible to do, even with a photograph or painting, the life seems to be missing. It is so, well, perfect. We get consumed in what we think perfection is: being successful, even though we have no clue what that entails or what it means, falling in love, and growing old, but the thing is, perfection as I see it, is none of these things. It may entail all of these objects, especially love, but I see perfection as only one thing, peace.
There was only one man that was perfect, the Prince of Peace. Peace is the common denominator of what we call perfection. In love, it's when you are at complete peace with the other individual, and when you grow old it's when you are at peace with the life you have led. Peace is what we strive for when we strive for perfection.
So let us be at peace with our thoughts first, for everything begins with the mind. If we can be at peace with our thoughts, then everything, including our speech and conversation will be at peace as well. Kahlil Gibran says:
"You talk when you cease to be at peace with your own thoughts; and when you can no longer well in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime. And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered. For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly."
Let us all strive for perfection; let us strive for peace within ourselves.

"I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid."
~John 14:27 NLT






