Have you ever felt out of place?
Growing up in a Christian household, and especially a pastor's kid, I definitely have felt out of place many a time.
At school I was the girl with the long hair and skirts and no makeup. I stood out. Big time.
At church, I was the pastor's kid - and in the teenage years especially, I found that a lot of youth tended to be cautious around me. Perhaps they thought I would tell my dad of their antics. Or maybe they thought me innocent and easily shocked. Maybe they feared my judgement. Whatever it was, I too felt out of place even among the people I should have been closest to.
It's funny because while other young people my age were going through their rebellious stages, I had pretty much already gone through mine--and because people kept their distance, they never understood that in fact I could have been a friend that they could have talked to. I would sympathize and pray for them. Not judge them. I wasn't perfect, either. Far from it.
The expectation that I was this perfect, godly individual bothered me. I am human, too. I made mistakes--lots of them. I sometimes look back on my young teenage years and think about how things could have gone so differently for me, had not God stepped in and changed my desires.
I felt uncomfortable looking different and having different interests from the people around me. I tried to fit in by listening to all the popular artists and reading the popular books that my classmates were into. I started incorporating curse words into my vocabulary to show my classmates that I was just like them. When people around me started talking about drinking, I showed interest. If I had ever gotten into a situation where somebody handed me a drink, I would have probably drank.
But God protected me from that.
I went to a camp the year I was 14. That's where I realized that God has a purpose for me. I am not born here to fit in with the world's ways. I am born to stand out. To be a light. There is more to life than the superficiality that the world hides behind.
The year after that, I went to a different school than most of my classmates for high school. I suddenly was thrust into a whole different atmosphere--different classmates and friends... and I had a different attitude.
The Bible tells us we are not of this world--we are the Lord's. As the old hymn goes
"This world is not my home
I'm just a-passing through"
Passing through this world, why not make a difference in the life of at least one person?
Can an individual make an impact if they meld into the crowd? Why hide in shadows, when we can spread light and positivity?
No, these days I no longer try to "fit in". Sure, I could use a confidence boost. I could be bolder. But I understand that fitting in has no benefits.
I want to be a vessel that God can use. And He can't use me if I'm full of other things. The Bible says that whoever chooses to be a friend of the world renders himself an enemy of God.
"No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon". Matthew 6:24
I'd rather serve God and find my position in His Word. Because that's where I fit in best. In His plan, and not mine own.