Are We There Yet?

Have you ever seen a social media story and compared someone else’s 15 seconds to your whole life achievements up till that point? It’s a ridiculous spiral.

A wise man once said, “You can be blessed, but still be in bondage.”

You can end up wishing for Eden while missing the paradise you’re already in.

Is the solution to breaking the comparison cycle to take a social media sabbatical? Or feed cleanup? For some people, maybe this would help but come on, envy has been around way longer than Facebook. If it’s not Instagram, it’ll be something else.

Haven’t we all at some point in our adult pursuits come to that place where we ask the question, “Why am I not there yet?”

If you haven’t, great! You are successfully living a life without envy or comparison and you may exit this blogpost now, this doesn’t concern you. For the rest of us, as we get older we can find mastering the balance between current contentment and future ambition a #realstruggle.

“Why am I not there yet?”

This train of thought has many stops;

stops you blame yourself and regret,

stops you blame external factors beyond your control,

stops you resign in your heart that the universe takes everything you ever want to achieve in life and gives it to the lollipop next door.

Generally, if you have ever had these thoughts, surely they are damaging to a certain degree and our attitude needs to improve but if you ever come by the stop that says,”

“I am not there because God doesn’t love me”

Get off. Get off the train now.

It leads to a tunnel where we can be so tempted to push faith out of the co-pilot seat and try to steer our path independently in the dark.

In the comedy Bruce Almighty, Jim Carrey plays an unfulfilled man that after all his hard work still feels only mediocre at best. There’s this scene where he takes his frustrations out on God, shifting the blame to Him for where he is in life and challenges God’s supremacy.

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If you laugh way too much at this scene, it’s probably because you’ve had a similar conversation. High five.

We are the product of our decisions, disciplines but also divine intervention.

How can God work with us if we’ve resolved He doesn’t have our best intentions in mind when He allows us to go through different challenges? Even in business it is completely counter productive to work with someone who is critically determined that you are going to screw them over.

Some seasons require daily reminders that the same Jesus who never leaves us has given us specific individual purpose that must never be taken for granted or compared to the lollipop next door.

This is why race horses have blinders; so Seabiscuit doesn’t get distracted by Rudolph running next to him and is focused on the finish line.

We each run our own race; enduring the length to enjoy the prize at the end.

Can we just be proud of ourselves right now no matter what condition we’re in?

Maybe here isn’t where we want to be but hey, we’ve all come a long way from where we used to be.

Inspired by Steven Furtick (Barriers to Blessings)

Hey you, yes you, I see you and you’re doing good.

Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press ontoward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.

Thinking of: It’s time to upgrade our blinders, pizza cravings and flim-flimin’-flamen

 

 

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