Remember: We're All a Little Weird
Recently I heard a wise person say we’re all weird to someone else. Because it’s so easy to think “so-and-so” is one odd duck, isn’t it? When they don’t act or think or like the things we do? Yet all the while, someone else is looking at us and thinking if not the very same thing (“Wow, she’s an odd duck!”), then at least something awfully close to it (“That’s one strange bird.”).
I have spent a lot of time not wanting to be an odd duck. It started in school (or maybe even before then), carried on through to my university stint, and into various workplaces. It has even followed me into church. I’m finding the latter to be the most frustrating, because I’m pretty sure the biblical concept of being in unity does not mean “be carbon copies of someone else” in either Hebrew or Greek. Call it a hunch.
But I’m finding I’m clamping the bill shut less often (as it were) as I gain a better understanding of how you and I are wired in all these peculiar and ordinary and amazing and yet-to-be-discovered ways by God to be a part of His church at this point, for this time. Not that there aren’t things we need to change or let go of, mind you. After all, life is a never-ending growth cycle, and as such means there will be things that need to be cut back or cut off in order for the good fruit to flourish. Or, to continue to play with the duck analogy, there will be times when molting needs to happen so new feathers can grow.
I don’t know – this isn’t a fully thought-out “thing” yet. But there is something about realizing I’m weird to others, too that is helping me to see those around me as less “odd” and more “unique”. And that is, I suppose, a roundabout way of helping me to show others (and maybe even myself) more grace – which is a good thing, no?
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