Daily Prompt; Green-Eyed Monster
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Write an anonymous letter to someone you’re jealous
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Write an anonymous letter to someone you’re jealous of.
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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.
_Picture it & Write/ Ermiliablog
Scary isn’t it, the thought of being left here all alone. No one to talk to, only the voices in…
How will you hide your nakedness? Can you take a quick run to Macy’s or Wal-Mart? This can be a mortifying thought. The media have taught us we are not good enough the way we are. We must find the right style, the right brand name in order to walk out of our doors comfortably.
Would you and I give up and run and hide in some forsaken corner? Would we just rest our heads against our arms and weep into our own skin? Would we just give up and die?
Or could it be a beneficial time for us. Would spending a few days alone cause us to take our mind off of the world, and what it has taught us to take a better look at who we are?
Do you know who you are? Do you understand your purpose of having this short time here on earth? Why were we born? What are we supposed to be doing while we are visiting here on earth?
For me, getting a way from the hustle and bustle for only a short time could only improve the person I am. I may go into a bit of frantic for the first few hours. I may even throw myself a big pity party.
But with time I would have no other choice unless you think death is a choice, but to look at me. What am I capable of? Is there a learning experience I haven’t seen before?
The imagination that has been put on hold while we live with microwaves, boxed foods, fast cars, cell phones and computers, would have to be put back to work. Remember when we were children? Of course you do. Those are some of our happiest memories, or at least I hope they are.
We played Mommy with our babies. We took them for walks in their strollers. We had tea with them. We asked and answered our own questions. The imagination is a marvelous tool that we have let lay by the road side.
We would figure out how to eat. None of us really want to die, we just want to escape. Therefore we would learn how to go back and eat like Adam and Eve did. We would clothe ourselves from what nature provides us.
We would start asking ourselves questions and we would study until we came up with the answers. We would be able to determine what we liked and didn’t like about ourselves and change what we could.
For those of us who carry a little extra weight, I am sure we would lose it quite quickly due to not eating starches and sugars. We would walk more, we would once again become healthy as we were born.
We would come in touch and focus on why we were brought here to live. We would figure out what our natural talents are. We would discover that in the end we are magnificent creatures. We wouldn’t need the approval of friends, and magazines plus the media to accept ourselves.
I actually believe we each would benefit in many ways, living in this mysterious, hidden place a way from all humans. Think about it my friends. Are you and I wrapped up in the advertising world? Do we need to step back, be by ourselves, take a break and rediscover who we are?