The sting of comparison hurts, doesn’t it? Oh how many times I have written or spoken about the fact that comparison steals our joy. Yet, I did it again. I took my eyes off God and His promises and looked with desire at what God is doing in and through others, wishing that was me. I’m not proud of it. In fact, it brings a bit of shame and embarrassment. My heart’s desire is to be content with what God is doing in, through, with, and for me.
“But Lord, you promised…” I pleaded as I recalled words spoken over me and to me years ago. “I just don’t understand what’s taking so long. Did I hear you incorrectly?”