Saturday I was out for a quick morning run and this older guy (ok, so I don't perceive MYSELF as old...) blasted past me. It was really hard for me not to want to take off and lap him (as if I could - he was in great shape). I wisely decided to stay in my happy pace and ignore that someone older than me smoked me on the jogging trail.
But it's not just running that makes me competitive. I tend to be competitive about EVERYthing.
It's hard for me not to long for someone else's charmed life. I would like to be the one who goes with girlfriends on a cool weekend away. I would like to be the one attending seminary. I would like to be the one who doesn't have to straighten and dye her hair. I would like to be the one to have a husband who doesn't travel all the time (but still has a job!). I would like to be the one who has a really cool career. I would like to be the one to run a 7 minute mile and keep that pace for a half marathon. I would like to be the one who lives closer to family so that it's not just twice a year or once a year that I get to see them. I would like to be the one that doesn't constantly have 10 pounds to lose (or 5 or any, for that matter).
I could go on...
But I'm not that "one." And I can wish for all of the above, but it's just never going to be me. And likewise, the only people on the jogging trail that I'm going to smoke are the people
I'm not complaining. I do live a charmed life in my opinion. I just think it could be more charming sometimes. But I have to remember that God has placed me right where He wants me and asks me to find my happy pace and not worry about those passing me by or those going a different direction. He's asked me to be content in whatever circumstances I'm in...though He also tells me that contentment is LEARNED not a given.
So for today, I'll be thankful for my happy pace (and place) and head out for another run and count my blessings even if I happen to be a turtle and not a gazelle.
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3 comments:
Love this post!
ohhhhh how much we can spy into another's jar and see their's half-full while our own remains half-empty! Thank you so much for your continued prayer! Hugs girl.
I struggle with wanting someone else's life, too, at times. Not a good place for me to be.
Thanks for the thoughful, relevant post!
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