I've had this friend, well, I don't really want to call him a friend because he's never really been nice to me. He makes me feel inferior, discontent, and just well, yucky. I'm guessing you have this friend, too. It likes to hang onto my back, whisper in my ear and sometimes shows up at just the worst time. Comparison. You know him? Yeah, sorry to meet his acquaintance. But, sadly, I have not been able to shake him lately. It seems silly, really. Because when it comes to my life, well, I really like it. I'm thankful for my Jesus, my husband, my children, my job, my house. And the list goes on. And in reality, I wouldn't change a thing. But comparison keeps showing up and telling me what someone else has and how my measly one just doesn't foot the bill. I was mulling this around in my head today as I was coming back from a run. And as I walked by our landscaping (or lack thereof) I had the thought, "Boy, the Joneses don't have to ...
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