Notice the creases on my thumbs. They crease, differently. One, left, with various lengths, while on the right they crease straight across. I've no idea why; just always noted this difference. Maybe it's normal, maybe it's not.
Comparisons. |
These aren't always a blessing. They can be a discouragement, the cause of jealousy, judgement or even self-loathing at times. To feel compared to another can be the worst feeling one is able to experience. But what is a blessing, is that God doesn't compare us. God doesn't wish that we were as pretty as a model or as talented as a music legend, so why should we dare compare our unique life to another's? Out of those moments of distress when the feeling of comparison overwhelms, one I know quite well, we have the distinct blessing to know that we're loved for who we are, not who we wish to be.
The songs "Forgiven - Reliant K" and "What Love Really Means - JJ Heller" come to mind here. Two of my favorites. |
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