“Comparison is the thief of joy.” Theodore Roosevelt
I cannot tell you how many times my mood has been affected by social media. Scrolling through my news feeds and front pages I see everyone’s amazing life, doing things I only dream of. Between their exotic trips, endless playdates with their kids, and trying all the new hot restaurants in the city, I sure feel inadequate.
I then start questioning my own life. Yes, my whole life. Am I doing enough to enrich my children? Am I exploring the world around me enough? Do I spend enough time dating my husband? One day I was just done feeling bad about myself because of the lives others lived.
Comparison was killing my joy.
With the world at your fingertips, it is easier than ever to see what other people are up to. We are constantly being told that we aren’t enough because of the things we aren’t doing. My pastor spoke on this subject, and he told us, “Don’t fall for everyone’s highlight reel.”
What you don’t see is the same child playing happily around the park actually has sensory issues. They just spent the last 20 minutes in a fit of rage because of a pair of pants. You don’t see the fight that broke out last night between the cute couple having an expensive dinner because the husband has a secret addiction he can’t get a handle on. You don’t see the woman who cried herself to sleep last night because for the eighth month in a row her pregnancy test came back negative, so today she went to buy herself another new outfit to feel self-worth.
Galatians 6:4 says, “Each one should test their own actions. Then they can take pride in themselves alone, without comparing themselves to someone else.”
When God created us, he purposely made each one of us different. He also didn’t make us perfect. By allowing comparison to seep into our lives it quenches the light of joy we are meant to celebrate as unique individuals. We are not able to experience the amazing life God has given us. Not the lives that are shown on social media, but our own, beautiful, messy lives.
I am a beautiful woman promised by God to live a life of purpose. It won’t be perfect, and some days will be much better than others. But no matter what kind of day I’m having I will no longer let myself feel less worthy in the eyes of my Heavenly Father