Have you ever looked at someone else and wished you could be like them? You longed to have their confidence, intelligence, good looks, perfect body or their wealth.
When I was younger, I would compare myself to other people and it would leave me feeling inferior and inadequate. As a way to compensate for my inadequacy, I would get into competition with friends and try to outdo them because I wanted to feel better about myself. It always left me with an empty feeling and a bitter taste in my mouth.
I have reached that wonderful stage in life where I am finally comfortable in my own shoes. I am no longer trying to compare and compete with my neighbor. Frankly, all the comparing and competing didn't do any good anyway.
So here is what I have learned along the way:
- No matter how wonderful someone else's shoes appear they will never fit me. My shoes were made for me and me alone. I can appreciate and even admire another person's shoes, but I need to be content with the pair of shoes chosen for me.
- My shoes are uniquely mine. The Bible says that "I am fearfully and wonderfully made..." and I believe it. I am not perfect, I don't have the amazing gifts some people have, but I am me with my own uniqueness. I have submitted myself to Jesus, tried to work to improve myself, and then allowed Him to use me. That is all I can do and all He expects me to do. He wants me to be happy with who I am.
- I could never run comfortably in someone else's shoes. Have you ever borrowed someone else's shoes for a day? Ihave and the result was blisters all over my feet. The shoes looked the perfect size, but they were not mine. Your life will never be fulfilling if you are pretending, trying to be like someone else, striving to keep up with others. There is a marvelous comfort in life when you are happy in yourown shoes. Just be you! Truth be told, we don't know what it is like to walk in someone else's shoes, so that should keep us from judging them.
- I want to wear out my shoes running my race: I love what Hebrews chapter 12 says. It tells me that 'there is a race marked out for [me]' and there is one marked out for you too. I am given grace to run my race, and you are given grace for yours. I want to run my race to the finishing line. And when I get there I want to hand Jesus a pair of shoes that are worn out in His service.
I look forward to that day when I finish my race and see the face of Jesus, but until then I am going to keep running in these shoes, keeping my eyes and my focus on Him so that I can get to the finishing line. Be happy in your shoes my friend, they were made just for you!
I am and always will be,
recklessly abandoned, ruthlessly committed and in relentless pursuit of Jesus,