Guest Post: Jessie @ Jessie Loves To Run!

A quick hello from the Outer Banks in North Carolina!  Sami here!  Just wanted to say “hi” and introduce our first guest blogger while I’m on vacation!  This girl is completely awesome.  One of the best blog friends I’ve made to date… I love her to death!  Take it away, Jessie!

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Hi Guys! It’s Jessie @ Jessie Loves To Run. As you probably know, Sami is currently at the beach soaking up the sun. Feel free to be jealous, because I am!

I know I’m not Sami…, who is by far the sweetest thing, and who we have all grown to love, but I’m going to try my best to fill her “blogging shoes” with my guest post today 🙂 Today I want to talk about… drum roll please….

Comparison

The Act or Instance of Comparing

What’s the first thought that comes to your mind when you hear the word Comparison? I can guarantee majority of you would say body appearance; I included. However, your answer would probably be 100% different had you been asked when you were a kid. Why is that? Why has a word like comparison become so negative in our everyday lives? Most importantly, why do we allow this feeling to occur?

Speaking for myself, I know when I was young it wasn’t who had the prettiest hair or who dressed the best. Instead we were comparing simple things such as; a red apple to a green apple, or a puppy to a dog. So when you think about it, at what age did this word that was once so harmless become so harmful?

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To answer these questions, I don’t think you can fully pinpoint a solid answer. I absolutely hate to say it, but I do believe media plays a huge role. Along with media, I feel it can be as tiny as us just being human beings. And what I mean by “just being human beings” is that there comes a time in your life where you may just feel down about a certain situation, so to ease that pain you look elsewhere. You try to compare your scenario to a brighter and happier one. Now is there anything wrong w/ that? Yes & no. No because you’re now in a cheerful mood, but yes because it’s not really solving the problem. You didn’t give yourself enough to time to allow this feeling to happen on it’s on. Where was your self-confidence? Where was your self-trust?

So when you find yourself comparing your looks, or even your career to someone else, think about it. Tell yourself that you are beautiful. That just because someone else may have the lips you desire, you have the heart of an angel.  Celebrate your own strengths! You need to realize that you’re in control of creating the most wonderful life possible… not your parents, siblings, or your friends.

“…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” –Corinthians 10:12

“…But let each one test his own work, and then his reason to boast will be in himself alone and not in his neighbor” –Galatians 6:4

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12 thoughts on “Guest Post: Jessie @ Jessie Loves To Run!

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  2. It’s so true – media has really altered how women think, and, for that matter, how anyone thinks. They can frame anything any way they want to and suddenly consumers start to think the way they’re being trained by the media to think. It’s really sad. Anyway, beautiful words to read this morning!

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