Have you ever found yourself experiencing what I call Fakebook envy, or Insta-regret as you scroll through the pages of others seemingly staged perfected lives? You’re not alone!
Thanks for joining us today for our Wednesday’s Word with our guest blogger, Breanna Foster! I love her transparency and I’m sure you will too!
We will resume next week with more of When Faith Meets Suffering.
As I get another year closer to 30 as a single mom, the emotional and mental breakdowns occur seemingly way more regularly. It’s so easy to lose sight of how far you’ve come and where you are today and instead be laser-focused on the one thing you don’t have, especially when you log in to the utopia we call Instagram and/or Facebook and see everyone with their perfect 6’4” God-loving husbands and farmhouses built from the ground up.
It’s almost like I become a toddler in a candy store throwing a fit via text to my girlfriends accompanied by a screenshot screaming “WHY CANT I HAVE THIS?”
But that’s just the thing about social media. It conditions us to subconsciously compare our triumphs, wins, success, happiness and lives to people who may not even be happy below the surface. This is not to say that people are all secretly miserable but instead, I am learning that it’s okay to wait for something that doesn’t just look good, but that feels good too.
Happiness and success look different on everybody. I know this season of my life has called me to do other things. I may not be growing my family but I am growing in other ways. I may not be where I thought I’d be at 28, but I am where God wants me to be. I won’t compare. And I’ll rest easy knowing that God is working in ways I can’t even see. All for me. Plus, look at this cutie who looks up to me.❤️
Steadfast in truth