I know the type and I can recall the feeling I get even I encounter one. they're like a whole other breed of person and immediately wonder how they got to that point in life and everything they happened in the moments before they met me. how extraordinary and intense it must be.
i'm catching myself doing the comparing thing with them, but stopping short of feeling bad.
I think lowly about myself because I know the sins I've done. to an outside person who knows nothing, I may as well look as put together as any other godly person.
and that gives me comfort.
it's stupid that I can be comforted by comparisons to people who look like they don't have it all together. for my heart to say, at least I'm not like that.
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