We've all been there.You sit staring at screens all day and the weight of everyone's awesome trips, award winning career, perfect marriage and spotless house is too much to handle. You immediately pull out your measuring stick and begin evaluating your own worth, or at least what you think it is. And when things don't add up, you cast judgement or spiral into a pity party with no fancy Pinterest cake or blog worthy decorations.I know, it's heavy, and while you may not battle with it, the majority of the population does. We hide our insecurities behind our glamorous Instagram shots and hipster tweets. The more likes and comments we get, the more we feel worthy. Some even crave it, causing them to live their lives constantly searching for what would be approved by others.We've missed the grace we are called to show people and begin to let our insecurities create bitterness and jealousy. And what a disappointing way to live life. Statistics show that half of young people face social media anxiety and obsessive comparison disorder.So what if we proved them wrong. What if instead of thinking negative thoughts when we see our friends succeed, we began to see the power of God working in their lives. And what if when we started to feel negative about our own worth, we read scripture to fill our minds with the truth of who we really are.I would love to see a generation of givers instead of takers. People who led their community by their humility, selflessness and willingness to encourage others on their path.Ian and I have a nerdy habit that we started after we got married. The pressure of living the lives we saw on screens was too much. It wasn't us. So whenever we begin to get feelings of bitterness and jealousy from someones pictures or posts, we immediately try combat it by praying for them. And no, not praying for them in the "God bless their heart and reveal to them their prideful ways" way, but in a sincere and heartfelt desire to see God bless and use their life for his glory. To be honest, when we started, I hated it. For weeks, it didn't seem to make a difference, but slowly I could see my heart changing towards people. I no longer looked at them in the same way. And I am no where near mastering it yet, because as soon as I am done feeling terrible about one thing, something else gets thrown in my direction. But now, I handle things in a different way. I choose to see the positive and I choose to see who God made me to be.The premise of this post came from Romans 12.