It crept up on me while I was looking the other way, mumbling under my breath with envy as I stared down the source of my green skin.
It crept on me while I puffed up with pride, looking down my nose, and sneering with judgment at the source of my inflated ego.
That sneaky thief.
After it crept up on me and accomplished its work I felt something missing. I checked my bag, not in there. I checked my pockets, empty. I scratched my head, where could it be? That sneaky thief stole it right out from under my green skin and my inflated ego.
That sneaky thief stole my joy.
That sneaky thief named Comparison has stolen my joy.
It was stolen from me when I looked at someone else and allowed the green monster of envy to emerge. As I compared my job - my house - my parenting - my body - my children - my parents - my siblings - my friends - my material possessions - my spiritual journey - my marriage - my relationships - my academic prowess - my fashion sense - my decorating skills - my hospitality - my fill in the blank - my joy was stolen away from me, my gratitude for what my life consisted of was stolen away. I was left empty, joyless. All that I had was a grumbling heart and a green tint to my skin. I was never satisfied and my smiles were strained and spoke of jealousy due to the thief named Comparison. My eyes were blind to the good things in my life.
It was stolen from me when I looked at someone else and allowed my ego to inflate with pride. As I compared my job - my house - my parenting - my body - my children - my parents - my siblings - my friends - my material possessions - my spiritual journey - my marriage - my relationships - my academic prowess - my fashion sense - my decorating skills - my hospitality - my fill in the blank - my joy was stolen away from me, my gratitude for what my life consisted of was stolen away. As I secretly, or not so secretly, passed on judgment on someone else who I perceived as inferior to me the joy in my life drained out as if my lifeblood was being drained out. My inflated ego and judgmental spirit compared my life to theirs and that thief somehow convinced me that I was superior and they inferior. I was left empty, joyless. I had no compassion nor kindness in me and my ego was inflated to the point of bursting. I was arrogant and competitive, always seeking to make sure Comparison found me to be the "winner."
That sneaky thief Comparison has stolen my joy by convincing me that I am both not good enough and better than. And now I am bereft without joy.
That sneaky thief named Comparison stole my joy but I'm going to steal it back, reclaim it as mine.
I'm going to reclaim it as I look at my job - my house - my parenting - my body - my children - my parents - my siblings - my friends - my material possessions - my spiritual journey - my marriage - my relationships - my academic prowess - my fashion sense - my decorating skills - my hospitality - my fill in the blank - and discover I am grateful for what I have and I have a choice to improve what I'm not happy about. I'm going to reclaim it as I look at others and instead of having envy toward them or thinking myself better than them I simply choose to acknowledge their journey looks different than mine. I'm going to fill back up with joy as I choose gratitude over envy, as I choose humility over superiority.
I took back what was rightly mine from that sneaky thief. Comparison is bondage and joy is freedom and I'm free once again.
It was stolen from me when I looked at someone else and allowed the green monster of envy to emerge. As I compared my job - my house - my parenting - my body - my children - my parents - my siblings - my friends - my material possessions - my spiritual journey - my marriage - my relationships - my academic prowess - my fashion sense - my decorating skills - my hospitality - my fill in the blank - my joy was stolen away from me, my gratitude for what my life consisted of was stolen away. I was left empty, joyless. All that I had was a grumbling heart and a green tint to my skin. I was never satisfied and my smiles were strained and spoke of jealousy due to the thief named Comparison. My eyes were blind to the good things in my life.
It was stolen from me when I looked at someone else and allowed my ego to inflate with pride. As I compared my job - my house - my parenting - my body - my children - my parents - my siblings - my friends - my material possessions - my spiritual journey - my marriage - my relationships - my academic prowess - my fashion sense - my decorating skills - my hospitality - my fill in the blank - my joy was stolen away from me, my gratitude for what my life consisted of was stolen away. As I secretly, or not so secretly, passed on judgment on someone else who I perceived as inferior to me the joy in my life drained out as if my lifeblood was being drained out. My inflated ego and judgmental spirit compared my life to theirs and that thief somehow convinced me that I was superior and they inferior. I was left empty, joyless. I had no compassion nor kindness in me and my ego was inflated to the point of bursting. I was arrogant and competitive, always seeking to make sure Comparison found me to be the "winner."
That sneaky thief Comparison has stolen my joy by convincing me that I am both not good enough and better than. And now I am bereft without joy.
That sneaky thief named Comparison stole my joy but I'm going to steal it back, reclaim it as mine.
I'm going to reclaim it as I look at my job - my house - my parenting - my body - my children - my parents - my siblings - my friends - my material possessions - my spiritual journey - my marriage - my relationships - my academic prowess - my fashion sense - my decorating skills - my hospitality - my fill in the blank - and discover I am grateful for what I have and I have a choice to improve what I'm not happy about. I'm going to reclaim it as I look at others and instead of having envy toward them or thinking myself better than them I simply choose to acknowledge their journey looks different than mine. I'm going to fill back up with joy as I choose gratitude over envy, as I choose humility over superiority.
I took back what was rightly mine from that sneaky thief. Comparison is bondage and joy is freedom and I'm free once again.
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