“The envious man thinks that if his neighbor breaks a leg, he will be able to walk better himself.” – Helmut Schoeck
The other day I read about an author who was getting the full treatment: publicity tours, media, foreword written by a celebrity, a huge print run out of the gate…
and I was happy for her. Truly happy.
But I also felt a twinge. What might have happened to my books if I had those opportunities? Why do I have to work so hard to get the word out when I know the message could help women, or teens?
I felt the Lord gently pull me back.
Comparison. It’s the foundation of envy. It’s what takes our eyes off of what we do have and focuses our attention on what others have, and what we wish we had.
Do I still want those things? Yes, I do. Not because I want my name splashed across Oprah’s website or my book face-out at Barnes and Noble, but because I really believe that God transforms lives in spite of our backgrounds, or the hurts we’ve encountered, or addictions we battle, or relationships we are praying to be healed.
I believe that we can live free in Him, and it’s a message I would carry strapped to my back from city to city if I could. I love watching what happens when Christ enters the story of a person’s life.
But comparison can’t be in the equation, because the focus becomes about Suzie rather than about what God can and is doing.
I’m happy for my friend today. I rejoice with her. And I rejoice that I get to do what I do… what a privilege!