Remember that old Saturday morning tune from Schoolhouse Rock, “Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?”
(Reminisce here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RPoBE-E8VOc)
Well, that’s the tune I’m singing today.
“Comparison Comparison, what’s your purpose?”
Unlike conjunctions that join two words together, comparisons divide.
Trying to measure up to someone else will only lead to a sense of defeat….
Every Single Time
In fact, when was the last time you entered a room full of friends without feeling inadequate? I am asking myself the same question. And the answer isn’t pretty.
Sharon Hodde Miller shares this fantastic article called, Christian Comparison isn’t Pretty: (http://www.christianitytoday.com/women/2014/may/christian-comparison-isnt-pretty.html?start=1)
She hits the problem right on the head when she says,
“That’s why this isn’t just about comparison. This is about love of neighbor. I don’t want my sisters to feel guilty about their disorganized homes or ashamed of their clothes. Especially at church. I want them to come into an environment that is safe and free. I want them to feel loved and accepted and good. I want them to be liberated from the distraction of self so that they can turn their faces to God.”
“Liberated from the distraction of self so that they can turn their faces to God.” Wow, and double wow!
Let’s just get it all out on the table, shall we? My house is often a big mess, my kids aren’t always nice to one another, and well, I’m a big mess and not always nice either. There, I said it. But enough with the comparisons already.
Ladies, let’s get our focus off of ourselves and everyone around us and get our vertical vision back. This horizontal view through the telescope just ain’t workin’.
For it is only through God’s view of us that we will be able to live victoriously. (Will you read that again?)
But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look at his appearance or at his physical stature because I have refused him. For the Lord does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.” (1Samuel 16:7)
I cannot see your heart, nor can you see mine. But when our eyes are on God, it doesn’t matter. Our beauty fades as God’s beauty shines. Our talents diminish as God’s perfection rises. And all our insecurities leave as God’s Holy Spirit moves in power! Amen?
Please stop comparing. It has no purpose.
Dynamic Author and Speaker, Lysa TerKeurst, shares her transparent story here:
“I remember the first time I went to a conference filled with potential speakers and writers. I had been so excited. At home, I felt handpicked by God to attend this conference. I felt chosen, worthy and empowered.
Then I got to the conference with hundreds of others who were also chosen, worthy and empowered and suddenly I did not feel handpicked any longer. I felt insecure.
I remember hearing women talk about their proposals, their messages, their ministry experiences and suddenly everything in my world felt woefully small and insignificant. Even my outfit felt dated, my backside big, and my voice painfully hollow. I could feel my personality shutting down and my heart sinking to places no God loving woman should go.
Satan is a cruel manipulator who desires for God’s girls to get ensnared and distracted by competing and comparing. The more we look around and jockey for a position that’s better than the girl standing next to us, the less we remember God’s assignment for us. And that’s exactly what the enemy wants.
Our calling is never to one up the next girl. It is to raise up the name of Jesus and live his truths in an authentic way. Period. Nothing else.”
(Read the whole article here:http://lysaterkeurst.com/2010/07/competing-and-comparing-2/)
Sisters, I so want victory over this division between us. I long for the day when I won’t enter a room pulling at my clothes and smoothing my hair, hoping no one will notice I don’t have it all together. As Lysa shared, I don’t want to forget God’s assignment for me. For that’s exactly what the enemy wants.
In fact, I’d like to be one of your biggest cheerleaders. You know, like back in the day when we wore pleated skirts and sweaters with our team logo? We would shout for hours and hours, jumping, kicking and cheering for our team to win.
Ladies, I’m rooting for you. I am cheering you on toward the assignment God has given you.
So, the next time we enter a room full of people and start to smooth our hair or pull on our sweater, we will stop. Take a deep breath. Re-adjust our vision. And go cheer someone else on. It is probably just what they need.