April 25, 2014

comparison killed the housewife

We all have them - friends like my dear Candace - who seem to "have it all." A healthy vegan lifestyle, a running habit, a friendly husband, achieving children, beautiful white teeth, bucket loads of friends, a stained glass mosaic in her dining room window.

You name. She'll top it. Seriously.

And when I read posts like she posted today, I feel that old familiar poison of comparison seeping into my veins. My kids don't go to school. They don't give oral reports, play baseball, or paint in the style of Clementine Hunter. None of these opportunities are available to them. I don't pack lunches or juggle club schedules. In fact, most days, the kids and I are in our pjs until 9, they playing on the rug and me sipping coffee and watching the birds land on the neighbor's pagoda.

As I read the post, the poison starts to affect my mind and now I am sitting with my old enemy, worry. Are my kids missing too much by living over here? Will they hate me for this? Will I regret the decisions we are making on their behalf, to keep them home, to teach them differently, to run our household in this rather odd way?

But just as curiosity killed the cat, comparison killed the housewife. I can read my sweet friend's blog post and be happy for her and her wonderful family. I can rejoice in their triumphs and their beauty, recognizing that what makes their lives victorious does not imply that mine is a failure. In fact, the one has no bearing on the other. God has called everyone to a unique, custom-made life that only that person and that family are meant for.

What my kids are learning, most American kids miss out on. I know that, and yet, I compare. L0RD help me to be content with my life, and not covet the plans you have for others. Amen.

p.s. Thank you for letting me throw you under the bus, Candace. Or I guess put you on a pedestal, however you choose to look at it. You're tough enough to handle it, I know;)

Candace's world:
Did I mention she's also a photographer? Oh yes, and a fantastic one at that. Just look at this pic! The girl is amazing.

My world:

4 comments:

  1. You are right, comparing is the biggest joy-robber of all. I pray you will find reassurance and for starters, just look at the face of the boy hanging upside down in the tree in your previous blog. Does that look like the face of a little boy who is being deprived of something? :-) Love you so much!

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  2. Thanks, Mom. Your support of what we do means more than you'll ever know. I love you.

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  3. And oh how I wish my children were growing up with yours. . . . ;)

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  4. Secret...I do this sometimes when I read your blogs. I think to myself that I am lacking in my ability to parent my children or that I don't do enough or that I am not sacrificing enough. God is always faithful to remind us of how unique an amazing we EACH are in our own ways. I love reading your blogs and am always inspired <3 Thanks for sharing!!!!

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