If you’ve read my About Page, you know I’m not here to convert. Some may believe that isn’t a very Christian way to be.
But if I was a spokeswoman for Christianity, there would be a lot of head shaking, sighs, and blushing going on in Heaven. I’d probably get struck down by lightening after my first attempt; because I’m impulsive, intolerant, prideful, impatient and those aren’t even my worst qualities.
I keep to myself not because I’m scared of bringing people to Christ, but because I’d most likely scare ’em away. God gives gifts, but my talents aren’t in the missionary, teaching, diplomacy, or public relations fields. I am a writer; how good I am is debatable.
What’s the quickest way to feel bad about your lot? Easy, just compare yourself to someone else. Funny really… I’d feel so great about something until I compared myself to another person.
Most times I don’t realize I’m doing it until my mood changes.
When I catch my thoughts sneaking off to Compare Myself to Others City, I have to make a conscious effort to pull them over and send them back to their hometown of Mind My Own Business. Or they can visit their cousins in the great state of Be Grateful for What You Got.