I believe it was Theodore ‘Teddy’ Roosevelt who said “Comparison is the thief of joy.” That’s a mouthful, don’t you think?
If I am in the midst of comparing my life to another’s, then I’ve no time to realize all of my blessings; soon dissatisfaction will follow.
The only one with whom we should compare ourselves is God. Am I loving? Am I kind? Am I generous?
Definitely NOT: Is my hair as long as hers? Do I have as much money as he does? Am I as strong as that person?
If we use the wrong ruler for life comparisons, we’ll ALWAYS fall short (no pun intended).
So, today, I give thanks for .. what .. ? How about my laptop? I don’t have to struggle with a typewriter anymore, which also means I don’t have to worry about typos or erasures or rewrites or white out. Nope! I simply type something here, and if I don’t like it – whoosh! The sweep of my cursor or the back space arrow eliminates a lot of verbiage.
If you’ve ever typed on a typewriter, you understand. So, tonight, Father thank you for the ease of writing on a laptop.
Abba Father, forgive me, please, for all the times that I forget how good my life is and for all you’ve given me.
©2015 Cat Brennan
collateral grace 
OMG! You remember typewriters? My grandkids just look at me with pity when I talk about those machines they’ve never seen. Thanks for the very good reminder about the negative impact of comparisons–and I won’t tell anybody about your hands-on contact with typewriters.
Oh yes, Ron, I do remember typewriters! When I took typing in high school, we learned on the manual kind – no “Selectric” models for us!
Thanks for sharing, Catherine. I always enjoy your writing.