I thoroughly enjoy reading the blog of my friend Amanda Avery. God has gifted her with an adorable, fun, conservative, bubbly, fired-up-balanced-with-wit-and-compassion personality and a quiet spirit that pours out in her writing, which God has also gifted her for. I often find it to be uplifting and inspiring. (While I was trying to find the words to describe Amanda, I found myself smiling uncontrollably and my heart was lighter than it had been before. She just has a way about her.) Check out this recent post. Isn't she phenomenal?!?
Other times, I must confess, it makes me ill. I become jealous: jealous of her gifts, jealous of her positive nature, jealous of how much she is loved by others, jealous that she is with those I love, jealous that her blog has more followers than mine, jealous of her heart. I want to wake at 6am to sip on tea while I pray and journal. I want my kids to say funny things and surprise me with their thoughts on God and life (well, if I had kids...). I want to inspire others to be better than they are. I want a cool nickname.
And jealousy evolves.
I feel guilty that I don't roll out of bed until the sun is well into the sky. I feel shameful that it is a well known fact that the first hour of my day is MINE and I am not to be bothered. I fear I lack commitment because I can't keep a Bible reading schedule to save my physical life and have never been able to journal consistently. Am I too busy? Am I not positive enough? Am I not fun enough? Am I too worried?
Then I hear God whisper- "You are not Amanda."
But I want to be!
"I don't."
::breath:: Right. I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
I need to stop comparing myself to others. I need to stop focusing on what they have, how they are wired, and what they need and consider what I have, how I am wired, and what I need to draw nearer to the heart of God.
I had been thinking about all this when Amanda updated her blog with this post. Funny. I got it God; couldn't have said it louder than that.
And by the way Amanda, I am now very aware of using the word amazing and have excluded it from this post just for you!
1 comment:
Awww BFF--I don't understand your title and if I didn't post your comment it wasn't on purpose I swear!
I love you for you and I miss you so much my heart hurts at work.
You are too kind with your words. Way too kind.
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