"Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about."
This was in a list of quotes a friend sent to me. To be truthful, I didn't love this quote. It cut too close to home for me, as am I a great "comparer." Try as I will, I compare myself to my friends and family members. No surprise--I always come up short.
I am fortunate enough to have scores of talented, compassionate, lovely, beautiful, and brilliant friends. Why can't I be like them, I frequently lament. They do everything right. Their lives are perfect. They are perfect.
And then I realize that I do them a disservice by assuming that their lives are perfect, that they are perfect, that their journey is without pain. In doing so, I discount any problems or heartaches or hurts they might have. (And don't we all have problems, heartaches, or hurts at some point in our lives?)
Maybe I need to start seeing with spiritual eyes rather than envious ones. Maybe I need to offer something of myself rather than hoarding away any talent I might have. Maybe I need to be more like the Savior. (No maybe about it.)
So, for today, I am grateful for those times when I quit comparing and start loving.