Hey guys!
So this is my first post on the Red Letter Weekly! To kick
off this blog, I thought I would share something that I’ve been wrestling with
for several months now. I hope that this can relate to anyone who reads this.
In my life, one of the biggest things that I resent is that
I have always been an in-betweener. I never seem to fit in anywhere. In high
school, I wasn’t a complete and total nerd, nor was I popular…I just existed.
In college, it was the same thing. I didn’t hang around extremely “bad” people,
but I also was not entirely accepted in the “good” crowd either. I simply
floated…is that what they’re calling it now? I wasn’t bad enough for the bad
people, and I wasn’t good enough for the good people….I was what I call an
in-betweener.
When I was at the tender, young age of 17/18, I tried to fit
in any way I could in college. I changed my whole life. I started doing things
I never did before. I started cussing, drinking, more cussing etc. Nothing too
extreme, but I did compromise some of my values for the sake of friends. I
allowed myself to wander, but deep down I yearned for a better surrounding. On
the inside, my spiritual being was hungry for a change. I knew that what I was
doing was wrong, and I did not want to be popular in this sort of way.
So, sophomore year I began to strive for a turnaround, and I
found it. I started making choices to party less, and surround myself with a
better crowd at my church. It had a great start, and then something went wrong.
I started noticing that my college church group was becoming very cliquish.
After a few attempts to get involved in a leadership team, it just never worked
out. To make a long, dramatic story short…I was excluded by many people at my church,
and it hurt me deep down inside. (I’m trying so hard to say this in a very
light-hearted way…) I felt like I wasn’t “good enough” to be involved as much
as everyone else was, which is obviously a huge lie that felt true.
Never finding a clique to be a part of really made me
question who I am, and it made me angry at the personality God gave me. I wished
that I could just fit in somewhere, and not be so set apart. However, as I live
day by day, I get reminded that I do fit in somewhere…in the Kingdom of God. He
doesn’t see His people as a clique…He sees us all individually. I think I would
rather be known and loved by Him instead of the good/bad crowd. When I die, I won’t take my friends
with me. It’ll just be God and I.
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ReplyDeleteHey Larry its Karina!
ReplyDeleteJust wanted to share something with you. I've always felt like the "inbetweener" too! I never fit in with anyone, I never really had anything in common with others and it was pretty hard on me too.
You're not alone! The good thing is that you have something (god) to help you realize that fitting in doesn't matter.
Ive learned to not care what others think or have to say about me! And finally, having a large group of friends and being super social is not all that great. I would rather be at home binge watching Netflix or reading my science magazines or spending time with my dogs. To the extroverts, that seems super boring. But to me that seems super fun. Anyway, just remember that standing out is better than fitting in :)