Girls are notorious for playing the comparison game. It’s second nature for some, an Olympic sport for others.
The sequence of events goes like this: 1: look 2: compare 3: condemn
Does that sound right to you?
Look: You know how it goes. You go to the grocery store (mall, gym, post office, bank, gas station, church, red light) and see some lady who has it all together. She’s slender, has the “perfect” hair color, manicured nails, cute clothes, great hairstyle and her purse and shoes match. Her kids are perfect little angels.
Compare: You decide that she: has the perfect life, perfect husband, perfect kids, perfect car, perfect house, takes vacations and doesn’t have to exercise, get her brows waxed or hair colored because she was born with a perfect everything.
You look at yourself. Your hair is pulled back, you may or may not still be wearing the sweats you wore to bed last night, you have peanut butter smeared into your t-shirt, you’re carrying your diaper bag/purse, and have Cheerios stuck in the bottom of your shoe and your kids are fighting. You fidget with your clothes in an attempt to cover those pounds you want to lose.
Condemn: Thoughts of inadequacy fill your head. The “I wish”, “if only”, “I should” and “you’re so…” phrases race through your mind. You pronounce yourself guilty of not measuring up.
Not measuring up? To who? To what? Who said so?
Take off the garments that are weighing you down and clothe yourself according to the One who created you for a divine purpose.
What lies do you believe about yourself?
What is can you let go of today?