If I try and be honest with you, I will tell you that I hit a big low with blogging last night.
I felt ready to forget the whole thing, to close my blog and never look back, for many reasons.
Feelings of inadequacy mainly, of not being an inspiration to others because I'm not an awesome mommy, open about marriage, great at DIY, sharing home decor tips that rock everyone's world.
I'm never going to be that blogger who starts trends in the fashion world or has thousands of followers.
Or even one that feels as though she fits in a lot of the time.
Most of the time, I don't.
I appreciate feminine mystique, of keeping things to myself at times. I'm not one to be a completely open book because I seek to encourage and uplift others. And honestly hearing people complain is never helpful to me, so I try never to do that on here.
And true enough to the quote by Theodore Roosevelt, comparing myself with others, which is what I have been doing.....has robbed me of joy.
Joy in my identity.
Joy in Christ.
Joy about the plans He has for my specific life.
Not anyone else's.
And it hit me yesterday just how careful I need to be.
Because if I continue with a habit of comparison, I will breed something else.
Jealousy.
How easy it is to see someone else's life or even blog and think it is so much better than your own.
How easy a little bit of comparison in number of followers or fashion can lead to jealousy.
And jealousy, is plain ugly.
Appearances are also so misleading, as I saw so clearly from the Influence Conference.
That girl that looks amazing in her sock bun, skinny jeans and chambray shirt....is probably just as insecure as you. She doesn't feel she has it all together, even though it may seem that way to you.
A lot of times we are each going through things that we don't share with others,
things that would reveal just how imperfect each of our lives are, no matter what they look like online.
So while typing out a post that I will probably never publish about my feelings last night.
The words to an old familiar hymn came to mind.
'Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.'
{Words & Music: Helen H. Lemmel, 1922}
And I realised that I had lost sight of what was important.
I had taken my eyes off of my king, to look at what He had given to me and compared it to what He had given to others.

Song Lyrics: Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus, Old Hymn
And I hope it won't happen again.
But I'm thankful to have been thrown into the open waiting arms of my Savior.
And reassured that even if I never am like anyone else.
That is ok.
Embrace being different.
Trust the one that has perfect plans for you!
Much Love,
L
Long Sleeved Ruffle Top: Old Navy
Layered Cami: Old Navy
Hairband: Old Navy
Skinny Jeans: Aeropostale
Boots: Old Navy
Owl Necklace: Claires
Earrings: Kassie Rew



