What if I stumble?
This week has been an extremely hard and emotional week for me.
I’ve been wondering I should even post about all that I’ve been going through in life or just what I deal with in my health.
On this I’ve decided two things:
1) How can you have an idea of what I go through in life if I don’t give you the whole story
2) I don’t want to be anyone’s stumbling block. *1 Corinthians 8:9*
Yup, I’ve turned this into a Bible thing, amazing how much in my life turns into a Bible thing (Hint: it all does)
How would I be someone’s stumbling block by not posting about my trials outside of my health? Well, let me spend the next few paragraphs ranting to you about it.
No matter how hard I try at something, I am never as good as anyone else. This includes everything. Whenever I compare myself to someone, I always fall short. Simple enough fix, just don’t compare myself to others.
Psch… have you been in American society lately? All they do is compare you to others! Not only do they compare you to others, they compare you to other people’s final results. ‘Look at how skinny this person is!!’ what they didn’t mention is that she has an eating disorder. ‘Look who is getting married this week!!’ because she is pregnant from a one night stand.
I’m not saying that all things are from horrible things like this (even if it would help my state of mind if they were). All I’m trying to point out is that we shouldn’t compare our in progress spot in life to other people’s final results.
Or to put it in better terms, we don’t get to see all the trials that others go through. Why do we assume they have it easy?
I do this constantly. It is one of the main reasons I need to limit my facebook time more. I see all these people that are getting engaged, married, pregnant, graduating, finding jobs, moving on. It just seems like all these times while these people are moving on, I’m here. In the same place in my life.
In my head, I know I’m not. I know that I’m moving forward on the path that God has me on. It’s just one of those annoying and frustrating times when my head and my heart don’t agree.
How does this connect to the stumbling block? Not that anyone could ever mistake me for having it together, but in case they ever do, I want them to know that I don’t have it together. In no way, shape, or form. And if it seems like I do, it’s all God.
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