Ever stop and think when you started comparing yourself to others?
I can trace this bad habit of mine all the way back to elementary school. For me it was all about my hair. I inherited a head full of dark curly, stringy, hair that has a mind of its own. I used to admire the perfectly straight, blond locks of girls in my school and imagine how better life would be if I just had normal hair…
It was not to be.
My hair is still an untamed, wild forest of curly madness that has a complete mind of its own.
I still catch myself comparing now and then too…not hairstyles, but other things that seem to matter the most to me at the moment. Comparing always leaves me with a sick feeling that I either don’t measure up in some way, or I feel some false sense of pride.
I’m continually reminded that God doesn’t want us to measure ourselves against one another. We are each created unique and individual….on purpose! Our true identity and worth is rooted in God’s extravagant love for us as His creation…
…..wild, curly locks and all.