Tonight I was practicing the piano for a special I'm playing in church tomorrow. I worked on the song, and I felt pretty good about how it sounded.
Until I stopped playing.
In some other practice room, someone was playing something that sounded incredibly hard (it actually may have been a duet ... I don't know how one person could do all that!). And I suddenly felt inferior.
The truth? That other song had burst my little bubble of pride.
I felt sorry for myself. I guess the way I play isn't very special compared to that.
But then I started playing again. I began to see how wonderful, how amazing it was that I could play the piano to my skill level. The ability to play the piano at all is a blessing in my life.
And I don't have to compare my blessings with anyone else's.
Don't waste time envying the blessings of others. Thank God daily for those He's given you.