We live in a pathologically dissatisfied world.
Because we love to compare….
Go around the world and discover that people aren’t happy with their bodies.
Filipinos want to be fair-complexioned like Westerners and so buy bleaching stuff. Westerners want to own bronzed bodies like ours and so purchase tanning lotions. Those with moles have them removed, while those who don’t strategically implant beauty spots. Some people want to shed a few pounds to look like Ally McBeal, while others want to gain some baby fat to look like Drew Barrymore.
When are we ever going to stop and simply be happy with how we look? We live in a sick world. And that sickness is comparison it is.
Take a look at wealth…..
When we drive our old Honda, it really suits us fine. We feel blessed in fact when the rain pours outside and we feel snug and cozy on its faded upholstered seats. But the moment we see our own office mate (or neighbor, or buddy, or cousin, or brother) drive his sleek sky-blue, four-door, four-wheel-drive Mercedez, we automatically feel like third-class children of God. Next time we drive our bumpy, noisy, rusted, dilapidated Honda, (notice how all the defects come out all of a sudden?), we feel deprived, dispossessed, pariah, debased and only a little higher than the insects of the earth.
Bill Gates total assets are worth $60 billion. That’s more than the GNP of some small countries.
Tiger Woods earns $80 million simply by smiling on TV in a Nike shirt. And the stars of the sitcom Friends are paid $750,000 per episode!
No matter how hard you work, there’ll still be some people who will be richer than you are. And there’ll be some people who will be more beautiful, have more appeal and have more problems.
Try it for once. Stop looking around. Don’t compare!
Don’t compare her nose with your nose. Don’t compare his salary with your salary. Don’t compare her kids report card with your kids report card. Don’t compare his prayer group with your prayer group. Don’t compare her cellulite deposits with your cellulite deposits. For crying out loud, Stop comparing and Start living! And you’ll be happier with your life, I guarantee.
This is crucial:
The most difficult thing in the world is to be who you are not. Pretending and trying to be someone else is the official pastime of the human race. (I don’t think dogs and cats and cows and horses have this problem.)And the easiest thing in the world is to be yourself. Be happy. Live!
There must be a reason why God made you tall or short or fat or thin or bumpy all over. Love who you are! Be happy, it’s not that difficult!