I watch and listen to them when they don't know it.
They're doing it again, this comparing of self to others.
This looking at each other with hesitant eyes and nervous glances.
I hear it in the bathrooms and the hallways during the in-between times.
"Her speech was so good; I could never do that well!"
You'll never measure up. Why even try?
"She's so beautiful; I wish I looked like that."
You're ugly. Who would like you?
"She's like the perfect girl, you know?"
And you're not.
It's different, I've convinced myself, this position of outside-looking-in.
My window is different but I can still see the mirror.
The mirror that reflects the should-bes and the not-good-enoughs.
A distorted view in a cracked glass.
It's been cracked by the Deceiver who hammers the lies.
I watch them crumble under the weight of the lies, and my heart breaks for these sweet girls.
For I know this weight well.
I want to grab them all by their tired and worn shoulders and speak truth!
"Stop comparing yourself!!! You are a beautiful daughter of the Most High, and He loves you more than you can possibly imagine!"
But then I realize I'd have to grab my own shoulders too.
And I'd shake hard.
"But they are only comparing themselves with each other, using themselves as the standard of measurement. How ignorant!" (2 Corinthians 10:12 NLT)
Shunning the voice of the liar and letting His sweet voice fill the vast expanse in my heart.
You are mine. Compare yourself only to me.
"You must be holy because I am holy." (I Peter 1:16 NLT)
Not "be a good speaker because she is."
Not "be beautiful because she is."
But "be holy because He is holy."
This curse of comparison always kills.
"So set yourselves apart to be holy, for I am the LORD your God." (Leviticus 20:7 NLT)