Today's message is brought to you by the letter C. Why? Because we love to compare.
If you take a trip around the world you will quickly discover that people aren't happy with their bodies or their lives. People in the Hispanic and Asian communities want to be fair-complexioned like Westerners, and so they buy bleaching cremes and exfoliants. Westerners want to own bronzed bodies so they purchase tanning lotions and visit tanning salons. Nobody wants to be like themselves. People modify their bodies to get a more exotic look. Women wear weaves and contacts while older men wear hairpieces because they think it makes them look younger. Seems to me like everyone is trying to be someone else.
Those with moles have them removed (*raises hand* guilty), while those who don't strategically implant beauty spots.
Some people want to shed a few pounds to look like Eva the Diva, while others want to gain some baby fat to look like "thick" like Amber Rose. When are we ever going to stop and simply be happy with how we look? Sure its ok to tweak your appearance here and there but you should do it for yourself, not because you looked at someone else and thought the scale tipped more in their favor.
We live in a sick world, I tell you. And that sickness is "comparisonitis." If you thought for one second about denying suffering from it, you probably have thee WORST case of it.
Take a look at wealth. When we drive our old Toyota, it really suits us fine. We feel blessed, in fact, when the rain pours outside and we are snug and cozy on its faded upholstered seats. It was our first car and we named her Betsy. You and Betsy were doing fine and she never let you down, BUT the moment you saw your co-worker (or neighbor, or buddy, or cousin, or brother) drive her/his sleek Mercedes-Benz, we automatically feel like third-class children of God. We start asking God to bless us with a Benz so we can get rid of Betsy. The next time you drive Betsy she feels bumpy,noisy, rusted and dilapidated (notice how all the defects come out all of a sudden? ), so you feel deprived, dispossessed, pariah, debased, and only a little higher than the insects of the earth. Why are you stuck with Betsy? You deserve much better than a car that gets you from Point A to Point B. You want LEATHER heated seats with dual climate control, satellite radio, a flex fuel engine and a double sunroof!
No matter how hard you work, there'll still be some people who will be richer than you are. Bill Gates still has assets that total more than the GDP of some small countries. And there'll be some people who will be more beautiful, have more sex appeal, have more boyfriends, and have more problems.
Try it for once. Stop looking around. Dont compare!
Don't compare her nose with your nose.
Don't compare his wife with your wife.
Don't compare his salary with your salary.
Don't compare her breast size with your breast size.
Don't compare her shoe collection with your shoe collection.
Don't compare his suits to your suits.
Don't compare her cellulite deposits with your cellulite deposits.
For crying out loud, stop comparing and start living! And you'll be happier with your life, I guarantee you. Recognize this: you are comparing yourself to what you see on the surface. You don't know what the person you are comparing yourself to did to get the things you are impressed by. You don't know what they struggle with behind closed doors. For all you know, they may be comparing themselves to you thinking you have it made.
This is crucial: The most difficult thing in the world is to be who you are not. Pretending and trying to be someone else is the official past time of the human race. (I don't think dogs and cats and cows and horses have this problem.)
And the easiest thing in the world is to be yourself. Be happy. Live! There must be a reason why God made you tall or short or fat or thin or bumpy all over.
Love who you are! Spread love!
Today's Song Choice: John Mayer-Say What You Need To Say
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