A few days ago I wrote about a song entitled "Make Me Whole." It set me to thinking about what "whole" means. One definition is "complete." Another is "without missing parts." You could doubtless name others.
What does whole mean to me? Once again, I came up with several defnitions:
Whole means having integrity, making my outside fit my inside. Whole means being at peace, with others, with myself, with the Lord. Whole means knowing that I am working toward a single purpose, to return to live with the Father one day.
If any of these things is out of alignment, I am not whole. I am incomplete. I have missing parts.
This I know for sure: being whole is not a static state; it is a process of becoming.
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