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Losing Our Identity

2 Corinthians 10:12 We do not dare to classify or compare ourselves with some who commend themselves. When they measure themselves by themselves and compare themselves with themselves, they are not wise. One of the hardest things to do when you are unhappy, bored or disouraged is to not compare your life with someone else's. Some have called it a comparison trap. Oftentimes when we are idle or restless in our own lives, we seem to notice what is going on and into the lives of others. When this happens we lose our own identity. It's not wise to compare yourself to another person or your life to their life.  Don't fall into the trap of comparing yourself to others. You are exactly the way you are supposed to be. Don't let the weakness in you affect the greatness in you. You have been given all that you need to be the success that God desires for you. Settle down and settle in to that best version of you that we all want to see. You are amazing!

Faith Pieces


Imagine a young girl asleep on the second story of her home. She awakes one night—middle of the night—and there is the smell of smoke. She stumbles to the door and opens it to a sheet of fire. The young lady slams the door against the flames and stumbles to the window and stares down into the smoke and the darkness. From the ground below the young lady hears her father's voice saying, "Honey, jump!"
The young lady replies, "But, Daddy, I can't see you."
The father replies, "It's all right, Honey, I can see you. Jump!"
So the young lady jumps into her father's arms.
Faith often comes in pieces. It's one piece of faith for that young lady to believe her father is there. It's another piece of faith to believe in her father, to feel that her father is able to catch her. It's the essence of faith to throw herself into a father's waiting arms.

Don't worry if you're still learning how to rely upon your heavenly Father. Keep trusting Him and soon you will be putting all the pieces together.

(special thanks to article by Haddon Robinson)