Clark Kent, You Aren't The Only One Who's An Alien Around Here

I've really come to terms with the fact that I really & truly don't fit in here. This world isn't my home & I've always known that. I sometimes want to kick myself for blurring lines in my head. I'm supposed to be "in the world, but not of it" and I'm having a hard time determining what that means. I want to be so different & for people to notice, but I think I've blended right in with everyone else. I'm sorry. It's time to step up my game & remember the real reason I'm here. I'm not talking about sitting at home with my Bible every night instead of having some drinks & dancing, I'm talking about being bold in my beliefs & sharing one of the hugest passions of my life with all I come in contact with...wherever I am.

Last night was kind-of the turning point of this realization. I'm excited that I got to chat with someone about what I believe even if he called it bullshit behind my back. God says everyone will have the chance to hear the truth at least once in his/her life- even the people on the farthest ends of the earth. If it's not a missionary, God will reveal Himself to them in a way that gives them an opportunity to accept or reject. All will have a chance. Maybe I was his chance last night. Maybe it planted a seed that he'll remember down the road. I want to be different & I want people to notice. Here's to trying a little harder. On a side note- I'm glad I don't care about money & I'm glad at this point in my life I live paycheck to paycheck to appreciate more what I have & to appreciate working hard to survive.

"I'm so sick, infected with where I live, let me live without this empty bliss, selfishness. I'm so sick." Flyleaf