Have you ever found something at Goodwill, a yard sale, or even a department store that is just perfect. It’s exactly what you’ve been looking for, even if you didn’t even know you were looking for it in the first place. But despite its perfection for you, it is actually imperfect. It’s broken. Maybe you didn’t even realize its flawed nature until after you bought it and brought it home. But now you have it. That perfect thing you wanted that will fill this space in your life, but it doesn’t work. You know that you aren’t able to fix it yourself. It really requires some outside assistance. Maybe if you send it away to be repaired, it will come back new. Maybe the damage is so old, it’s not fixable or will need some very expensive repairs that take a long time. Maybe it comes back repaired, but is of no good to you any more. It’s a bittersweet relationship with this broken perfect thing. But life is kind of like that.