Sister Perfect Christian

We all have one—that one friend we kind of hate. Don’t get me wrong; we love her as a sister in Christ, but we hate how perfect her life is. Everything from her children to her home, her car, her hair, her nails—everything about her is perfect. 

Always perfect.

You never see her with her hair on top of her head in a sloppy bun or without makeup. You never see her with four nails that are not painted and three that are chipped and half-painted. When she pulls up to let her kids out at school, water bottles and snack wrappers don’t fly out the door or roll under her car. When her family arrives at church, they look like they stepped out of a J. Crew catalog.

Yep, I hate her - I like to call her “Sister Perfect Christian,” because she seems to have it all together. Nothing is ever out of place. No one shuts their eyes in her fabulous Christmas card pictures, and her vacation photo sessions leave the pics of your kids at the beach looking like some sort of abstract art—no one is looking at the camera at the same time, and someone is usually screaming.   This phenomenon that causes us to compare ourselves to the “perfect” lives of others has been called The Highlight Reel. Through social media sites, we are able to see the best of people’s lives. We see cropped and edited pictures and posts about how perfect their husbands and children are. We see only the highlights and, boy, do we start looking around and comparing our lives to theirs.

Many, many, years ago, I had a friend that was very much like what I have described. We had met through church, and I was always in awe of how put together she was. Her ability to quote Scripture, her highlighted Bible, and her perfectly manicured toes made her everything I aspired to be. However, things were not as they seemed.

She later confided in me about a horrible situation within her marriage. She told me she struggled to get out of bed every day and how keeping up the pretense was slowly killing her. I was completely blown away. I repented. I prayed for her. I learned a valuable lesson.

As I tell the fabulous ladies in my Bible study class, we do not know what goes on in other people’s homes or behind closed doors. If it looks perfect, pray that it is because usually it isn’t. None of us has a perfect life, but we do have a perfect Savior. 

What if we were to stop this, today? What if we were to start looking to God, our Father, the King of all Kings, and stop looking around us and playing the comparison game?

James 1:17 has helped put things into perspective for me. “Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”

When I read this I can clearly see all of the perfect gifts that have been bestowed on me. I see salvation I was unworthy of and blessing beyond measure. I see undeserved favor and love that will never end or change with my circumstances. I see a God who loves you and wants a personal relationship with you through His son, Jesus Christ.

So the next time we are tempted to compare our lives to others or wish we were more like “Sister Perfect Christian,” we should think of our own perfect gifts. The things God has so graciously bestowed on us and into our care. Remember, you do not know what battle she is facing or what trial she is walking through. We are all in this together. It’s time we stop comparing our circumstances and start praying for each other. We are after all, sisters!

~ By Beth Wooldridge