Then I remember that my part-time mom/part-time professional life is an incredible gift, and to live it with excellence I have to do so without comparing myself to anyone.
Sometimes I look with jealousy on my tall, thin friends, who can wear the lasest styles and look amazing while doing so.
Sometimes I look with jealousy on my friends who do not meet the standards of “beauty” that the fashion magazines foist upon us, but they nevertheless exude a confidence that makes them truly, truly beautiful.
Then I remember that it’s me — my 5 foot 4 inch self — that my husband loves and finds beautiful, and to speak or think ill of myself is an insult to him and to my Maker.
There are days that I wish for an exciting, bigger-than-life personality that exudes passion and joy and is always the life of the party.
There are other days that I so long for a calm, humble and quiet spirit that exudes peace and wisdom.
Then I finally remember to be grateful that God has made my personality somewhere in the middle, and allowed me to be a good friend to many who operate in either extreme.
Envy is nasty. It destroys gratitude, and creates a hardened and unthankful heart toward the plan God has for my life. That green-eyed monster of jealousy has no place in the life of this woman loved by God!
How about you? Jealousy ever rear it’s ugly head in your life?