On Purpose Everyday

My Side of the Fence

My neighbor had planted her sunflower plants in her garden and shared some of her extra with me. When they came to me they were tiny little seedling plants. There were 3 of them. I planted them along the fence line. I watered them regularly and allowed the sunshine to do its thing.
My neighbor’s plants grew tall very fast. Taller and faster than mine.
Hers even opened and bloomed first. Big beautiful yellow flowers.
I was waiting. Trying to be patient. I questioned if I planted them in the right spot?
Was I giving them enough water? Too much water?
I had The Engineer secure them with some rope to the fence so the wind didn’t blow them over. That way they could stand straight and tall.
My neighbor’s sunflowers were so gorgeous.
This was obviously a lesson in waiting and patience.
It was also an opportunity to be made aware of how easily I can get lost in comparison.
My side of the fence had 2 sunflowers that eventually grew and bloomed.
Her side of the fence had 4 big beautiful sunflowers.
Comparison would have me believe the lie that her flowers were better.
Comparison would distract me and keep me from the joy that the flowers on my side of the fence bring.
May we remember as we wait patiently for the things in our lives to bloom that our eyes are to be fixed so not to miss the joy that is coming on our side of the fence.

Make a careful exploration of who you are and the work you have been given, and then sink yourself into that. Don’t be impressed with yourself. Don’t compare yourself with others. Each of you must take responsibility for doing the creative best you can with your own life. Galatians 6:4-5 (The Message)

Comparison is something that each one of us will experience or struggle with at some point. My friend Nicki Koziarz deals with this whole comparison issue in her book, Why Her? Please check out the website and see if you or a friend could benefit from getting some great pointers on how to deal with this thing we call comparison.

Off to keep my eyes fixed on my side of the fence, on purpose!


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