Joy Thief


Theodore Roosevelt said, “Comparison is the thief of joy.”


Shakespeare puts it this way in “Much Ado About Nothing”.  Comparisons are odious! 

So true. We often tell ourselves and kids this. Don’t compare yourself. Be yourself.  

Comparisons are exhausting.

Comparisons stifle.  It is not the look at me to model yourself like Paul says.

But instead it is a look of envy, jealousy and resentment. 


It is the seasons of try outs, job hunting, yards and gardens, course selections and proms. 

The one and only Asparagus spear produced this year!

The one and only Asparagus spear produced this year!

Easier said than done.  

We keep on keeping on though, don’t we?

Because He gives hope.  

He does not compare but makes new

Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creature; the old things passed away;      behold, new things have come. 2 Corinthians 5:17

Soft morning rainrops

Soft morning raindrops

This I recall to my mind; therefore I have hope.                                                                                                                                               The Lord’s lovingkindnesses indeed never cease,           For His compassions never fail.                 

They are new every morning;                                                                                                                                                                            Great is Your faithfulness.                                                                                                          

“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul.              “Therefore I have hope in Him.”                                                 Lamentations 3: 21-24

blessings, linda


About chinamom3078

I am a woman who loves Jesus who loved me first. Prone to wander and distraction is common for me as I seek to reflect Him in my daily life. I am wife, mom, and grandma who has lived on 3 continents in 26+ apartments, townhouses, military housing, suburbs and now a 200 plus year old farm house. Preparing and hosting meals for the hundreds who have passsed through our home has been a joy and blessing to our family as we listened and shared over meals, coffee, light nights and Bible studies. A rich life! I have reached the age to feel qualifies to be an ”older woman” (as in Titus) even though I feel far from old and have plenty of room to grow each and everyday. And my joy is to teach Bible studies and help train other women to lead well.
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