What is this feeling in my chest? I recognize the tension of comparison that is sneaking in and stealing my joy. It leads me to envy almost every time I choose to compare. The enemy has been beating me here in this space where comparison becomes something more sinister and wants to hang around my heart. I don’t want to let him beat me anymore. I keep falling into this trap, and I have got to learn to fight back. The comparison trick that Satan traps us with, especially women,

Ever feel like your heart is being pulled in different directions. So many things tug at my heart and demand attention. I give pieces of my heart away to anxious thoughts and lesser things all the time. My heart becomes unintentionally divided. Pulled in different directions, I don't move forward.