I try to remind myself that things look prettier in blogland then they do in real life. (I'm pretty much convinced Instagram can make even a pile of dirty dishes look artsy and nostalgic.) I know that everything is, in a sense, edited. Even I tend to scoot the extra clutter out of the way before I post a picture..
I wonder how THEY do it... Wake up early, stay fit, have multiple children, a miniature farm, a tidy home, a thriving marriage, and home-based business. I wonder what's wrong with ME, that my life doesn't look the SAME. My toes do not look that PRETTY. I have never worn RED LIPSTICK. What am I doing WRONG? I'm pretty convinced that these women must have MORE hours in the day than me. Maybe they just have more MONEY and secret housekeepers and assistants. I feel like they are BETTER mothers and wives than me.
Sometimes these feelings are triggered because I'm reading someone's incredible blog, or I woke up late and feel guilty for not exercising or having my quiet time. Maybe I saw someone's Facebook status about how their entire house is cleaned, and it's only 10am. Or maybe, (true story) it's because we met with a marriage counselor and completely freaked her out so much, that she called to apologize the next day.
Whoa.Whoa. Whoa. That's when I have to stop, breathe, and pray for the Lord to slow down the runaway train of my emotions.
"Oh give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; for his steadfast love endures forever!" Psalm 118:1
The truth is, when we start comparing our own lives to the altered reality of other lives/houses/marriages/children that we see via the blog-os-sphere (or amongst our own circle of friends), it only steals from the joy that the Lord has set before our own feet. We're saying, "It's not good enough God. I need more."
Let's not allow the only life we will ever live to be stolen for our want of another's.
Let's cultivate hearts of thankfulness and gratitude, hearts that appreciate the beauty of the journey, and hearts that are determined to soak up every last bit of the joy set before us.
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Lots of love,