Comparison Is Not Our Comrade.

“Her success does not diminish mine.” – Jessica Honegger, Noonday

I don’t know where this terrible lie was birthed since not one of us ever in the history of this world did it all on our own. What happened to imitation being the biggest form of flattery?! Knowing that every word has already been spoken. Unless you are creating a new language and news flash, no one knows it. The gift of being able to take the same exact words and create millions of different narratives, stories, affirmations, is nothing short of a miracle. And guess what?! It’s never over! There’s nothing “she” can write that can deem you unworthy of writing, or “he” could produce that means your contribution is unnecessary. There’s no amount of success, money, accolades or applause that means you should quit. Ever. Stop. Stop killing your dream because you think it’s already been done. Stop giving up because she, he or they are doing it so much “better”. Stop comparing their involvement, blood, sweat and tears to what you are not doing. Just start doing it!!!

I feel like I hit the jackpot in the department of comparison. I can’t explain it and I know it’s not by my doing, I take NO credit. But for whatever God given reason, I don’t have a comparative or competitive nature. If anything I gravitate towards successful humans because they motivate, encourage & challenge me! BUT I have been on the receiving end of comparison. I have felt the judgement, the whispers and downright hurtful words that made me feel like I was doing something wrong for doing what I felt called to do?! It sucked. I legit lost friendships over it. I couldn’t deal. If you are going to suffocate the oxygen that keeps me going, I must step aside. I must let you fight that fight alone. I ain’t got no time for all that. Oh and add self pity to that list. It’s just not in my vocabulary. BUT the fiery hell I have stepped into is that I’m not good enough. I have second guessed my writing because I didn’t have 1000 followers or a million shares. And then, I stopped. I stopped looking at my likes and started listening to my heart, knowing my truth. The truth that I was created to create. Create beautiful spaces with loving words. Lots of loving words. That my experiences are unique and therefore need to be shared, to comfort those who face the same fight. As Paul directed to the city of Corinth.

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.” – 2 Corinthians 1:3-4

Friends we aren’t here to prove, fight or claim our place in this world. Our inheritance has already been granted, given. Your life, personality, experiences are all unique to serve a very specific purpose. Stop letting the lie of comparison stop you from fulfilling what God has already given you. Rise up! And while you are at it, rise up that sweet girl next to you. Feeling left behind in a world that feels so big and critical. Give her a seat at your table. Our hats may be plentiful but our hearts are very personal. I grant you permission to do ALL the things your heart desires. Our world needs them, needs you. Let’s stop comparing and become comrades!

Xoxo,

Melanie Ortiz

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