In the past couple of weeks I have read many wonderful blogs. Blogs by moms who aren't afraid to admit they're not perfect, moms who are "perfect" and like to share that with their readers, ladies who are trying to share quippits of their lives, ladies who feel their lives really aren't all that - yet they seem so grand anyhow, ladies who can write so well I long for their next blog, and those random blogs that make me wonder about the diversity in the world. Then I have my blog. Is it a true reflection of me?
I think the hardest thing in life is seeing yourself through God's eyes. Here's why. There will always be someone who is better. Better at computers, sewing, singing, dancing, cooking, driving, decorating, mommying, well, honestly, everything; except for ONE MAJOR thing. There is no one on Earth that will ever be better at being you. Nope! In fact, you own that one lock, stock, and barrel. So why do we focus on all the things others are better at? Why is it easier to say something like, "man I wish I could work 10 hours a day, pick up the kids, do homework, run to soccer practice, cook dinner, bake three dozen cookies, clean the kitchen, read the kids a bedtime story, and put a smile on my husband's face," like so and so does. When in all truthfulness, that so and so probably just had a good day. I mean, she probably drove 10 miles over the speed limit, did homework in the mini van on the way to soccer practice, warmed up left overs from a couple of days ago, popped frozen cookie dough balls into the oven, shoved everything into the dish washer and pulled out a towel and brushed the crumbs into her hands and dumped them in the sink, read Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star, and told her hubby he could watch whatever he wanted on TV because she was going to bed!
That's the thing about looking at other people. Your perception of their reality is always going to be a bit off. I have some amazing friends. These are ladies who I could only wish to have an ounce of their talent, or a personality as endearing, a smile as breathtaking, an ear as attentive, a heart as warm. But I know in my heart they have their struggles too. Such as kids who talk back and throw temper tantrums in all the wrong places, cars that don't start, wardrobe malfunctions, not to mention days where they could only have wished the alarm clock never went off. I know that my talents aren't their talents and my likes aren't necessarily their likes. In fact, the best thing about it all is that we are each our own person and that is what we are best at and for that, I love them.
I suppose where I am going with this is this: God made me to be me and he made you to be you. So, the next time you are having one of those days, and if you are truly honest with yourself, yes, you DO actually have those days, where you can't see past those things that others are great at, know that there is no one, absolutely no one, that is better at being you than you are.
“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”
― Dr. Seuss