How often, when we are hurt, do we resort to comparison? Convincing yourself and everyone else that you are better, or crawling under a rock of shame and frustration when you feel like your not.
We resort to comparison because it seems so darn satisfying to look at someone else's life, then compare it back at your own concluding that your life is better. Listening to the lies that say…
I am better
And if you are perceived so much better, then you should feel so much better.
But most of the time you don’t.
You just put so much of your life energy, and identity in something so fleeting— whether that be a job, a passion, a talent, or a position.
This age of constant connection, profiles and pictures of everything from our food to our Friday nights out bring so much pressure to brand ourselves— before we know it, we are looking at an Instagram feed, Twitter profile, or Facebook timeline to define us.
We brand ourselves as the one with artsy pictures perfectly filtered, edited and cropped every time. Your life looks like a magical little fairy tale, but I am right there with you and I see what is on the other side of that cute little coffee cup.
It’s real life. Stacks of things to do, stresses, worries, insecurities, and maybe just a few too many checks on the number of likes. We work tirelessly to make our lives look like the image we crave them to see in us.
But let me tell you, that is exhausting, and it doesn't lead to fulfillment. It leads to this dependence and definition of yourself based on something so fleeting.
So when your reputation gets confused by someone just as human as you are, your left empty and broken.
Sometimes I think we are brought to these places of hurting to reevaluate how we define ourselves. Because when life gets difficult, you cant hide behind the flowery walls, or edited pictures. When pain and confusion leave your heart a mess, you need something so much stronger to hold on to than perceptions of others.
I’ve been in and out of that place so many times. But now, instead of moping in these times of molding and teaching, I’m learning to be thankful for the reminder to reach for someone I should have been reaching for all along.
I hope today that you can slowly let your mind shift from their perceptions, and just cling to the one who knows the depth of your soul. Life is so much better when we live it for the one who perfectly loves us, even while the world rushes around us competing, judging, and expecting the impossible. Let your soul rest today.
My soul, wait only upon God and silently submit to Him; for my hope and expectation are from Him. Psalm 62:5