Daily Prompt; Green-Eyed Monster


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Write an anonymous letter to someone you’re jealous of.

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I have had times, many times in my life I was jealous of others.green_eye2

It was silly and stupid if I may be so bold with honesty.

To be jealous over someone or something another human has makes no sense.

If a marriage or relationship was torn, being jealous over the new man/woman in their life really isn’t worth it in the end. Let’s face it, who wants someone who cheats on us? What if they do it again? I am not suggesting that every relationship fails when one cheats, but it is a struggle with trust in order to heal.

To be jealous over a gorgeous person should make us instead work harder at our own self-esteem issues. Each of us is gorgeous. God made us. Would he make us any other than beautiful?

Of course we can go to the make-up counters and then look in the mirror and see a stranger. We can curl, cut, straighten and color our hair. We can exercise, workout, run, ride bikes, pay for gyms, but it won’t change your beautiful heart and soul. It will only enhance the beautiful person you already are.

I tend to get jealous of people who can wear any shoes they desire. They can go to Wal-Mart and pick out a popular pair. I can not do this. In fact, yesterday I spent some time at the pharmacy being fitted for a pair of Diabetic Shoes. They aren’t nearly as beautiful  and stylish as Macy’s shoes, but my feet don’t suffer in them. They are free to breathe and be in less pain.

It is my fault that I have to wear these shoes. I have been a Diabetic for 32 years. Instead of being jealous of what others have, I should be thankful I can still walk. I can still stand, and on the down side I could have turned a way so many of those foods I should not have eaten. So shame on me. Maybe I would have had bad feet in the end, but maybe I could have delayed it with better care of my own body.

I wouldn’t say that I get jealous of other people’s homes, but I do wish I owned that log cabin or big old Victorian home. The way I get through these petty issues is tell myself, if God wanted me to have that home, I would have it. Or, look at the cleaning I would constantly be doing in the big old Victorian home. I would have to hire housekeeping staff.

We, in general all have a tiny side to us that believe others have it better or are luckier than us. But in the end, we are exactly who God wants us to be, we are in the perfect position and moment God wishes us to be so we can learn and rely on his never-ending love.

In all I have no real reason to be jealous of anyone. I have a roof over my head. My bills are paid. There is food on the table. My brother is here, and God loves me, just the way I am. How could life be any better.

13 thoughts on “Daily Prompt; Green-Eyed Monster

  1. Love your attitaude, and your grateful spirit. That is how to be , always wanting what others have is sad instead we need to be grateful of what we do have, healthwise and otherwise. I am with you on this. I don’t have desires and accept when someone has more, so what , I am happy with what I have. We are very rich in things you cannot buy for money! Love!!!

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    • I swear we are sisters at heart. We think alike in so many things. I am very grateful for what I have. I have what I need, not always what I want and desire, but if I did need them God would provide it in some way. We are very rich, but we can not compare to money as money is material and our riches are from above. Great big hugs!!

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  2. Terry,
    You have such an amazing grasp on your subject matter, here. You are a very bright and perceptive person with a thorough understanding of your own essence.
    You have found balance and purpose through faith, and steer a path through life that keeps you free and clear of that green-eyed monster’s grasp.

    ~Cliff

    Nicely done!

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    • Cliff, hi there my friend, so nice to chat with you. You realize you have given me a very nice compliment and comment, and I am taking it to heart and giving you a big hug and a big thank-you!!!!!!!!

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  4. I found out a long time ago that jealousy is a waste. Why? Because you never really and truly know what the life of that person is like. I remember meeting and becoming friends with a woman who lives in this great house with beautiful kids and whose husband makes a lot of money. She always drives a new car, is pencil-thin, and seems to have the world by the tail. Over the years, I’ve seen that she doesn’t love her husband, is so worried about what her kids are doing that she can’t have a relationship with any of them (she is very critical), and there really is no family life. She would leave the man if she wouldn’t lose her job (she works for a Christian organization who doesn’t believe in divorce). Her middle child hints of suicide and would like to have a baby…and this girl just turned 16.

    Knowing all I know now, I will live in my tiny house, on our little paychecks, with kids who love me and want to be around me so bad they’ve moved across the street from me after they graduated and moved from our house. I will thank God every day that I love a man who loves me and would lay down his life for me.

    My mother told me a long time ago, be careful what you wish for. And who you’re jealous of. Great post, Terry. Love, Sandy

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    • I couldn’t help but grab at my heart as your comment pulled on my emotions. How did I get so fortunate to have you for a friend? You have lived and loved and shared your heart, and for me, I am lucky that you have shared a part of you with me too. big hugs my friend

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