It seems to me that everyone is always doing the best they can.
Sure it is easy to judge others. It is even easier to judge ourselves. And a little secret that lots of people don’t know is that when we judge others we are actually judging ourselves.
The only reason for needing to feel superior is your inferiority complex.
Meanwhile the only reason to feel inferior… is your inferiority complex.
When you open your eyes and look out at the world, what you are actually seeing is a reflection of how you feel about yourself.
And that can be a difficult pill to swallow.
Personally, I feel as if I don’t do enough. As if I don’t match up to the rest of you. Because I’m a musician and an artist and a minister and I don’t really have a, “Real Job.”
It is easy for me to overlook the fact that I’ve written and recorded 8-10 CD’s of music, played thousands of gigs all over the country, painted and sold lots of art in different galleries, written a book that is for sale on Amazon and the fact that my wife and I have lived in our house since 2004 and have NEVER missed a mortgage payment. We have an 11 year old daughter who doesn’t want for anything.
And every bill I have ever paid has been from playing music, art, or ministry. All the things that I am SURE that I am to do while here on planet earth.
Looking at my calendar from last year, it is difficult to believe all the places I went and all the things I did.
Yet I can still sit here feeling like I need more. As if I am not, “enough.” It is easy for me to feel as if I haven’t done anything at all.
When I used to be a street musician, I lived in a tiny apartment with a bunch of other people. Mostly students.
People would often come up to me while I was playing and say, “You are so lucky! You’ve got it made! You are living the life!” One particular guy really laid it on thick one day. And I just stood there smiling and nodding my head. He gave me a 5 dollar bill and then walked over to his Mercedes and headed for his expensive home in the suburbs.
I learned right then about the disease called, “I want what HE/SHE has.”
Because, see, I figured the guy probably had a lot more money in the bank than I did. He probably had health insurance. He probably had a big television and a comfortable bed, and all kinds of nice things that being a street musician did not afford me.
So while it was easy for him to stand around telling me that he wished he was me, it was easy for me to feel the same way and wish I was him.
Today let’s just do our best to stop that. To realize it. To see it and how it can shape our lives. This gnawing wanting must have what someone else has. Or we should, “be like them.”
Let’s let it go and understand that no matter where we are in life, this is our best right now. And let us be just fine with that!