For as long as I can recall, I’ve known I just don’t belong.
I have almost always felt like I’m outside, looking in.
I’m almost never a pea-in-a-pod.
I’ve had too many unique experiences.
I don’t like to do what most others around me like.
I’m not often content with surface-level interactions.
If I were to make a list of the roles I’ve been assigned by others, it would include:
1) Don’t be seen or heard
2) Exhaust yourself beyond your physical capabilities with volunteering
3) Be a good scape-goat and take the blame for stuff you did not do/say
4) Be available, cheerfully, but don’t bother others when you need anything
5) Be low maintenance
6) Don’t ever have a need
7) Just don’t use the cane you need
8) Just be like everyone else– forget you have physical limitations and limited energy from that immune disorder.
9) Make God heal you 100% already– you obviously are missing or not accepting something…
10) Fit in this “perfect” Christian mold– don’t distinguish yourself, oh– but don’t be too confident in following God’s Spirit
11) Prove you are Saved…
There is only One Who has identified with me–
Jesus.
He didn’t fit in, either.
He was misunderstood.
He was rejected.
He was cast out.
His reputation was trampled on.
Some days I feel the weight of this life’s burdens.
They feel so heavy, it’s a challenge to not feel down-trodden.
Jesus always sustains me.
He never leaves me, never forsakes me.
Though I sometimes feel alone– He is always with me.
When I feel weak, physically, emotionally, mentally– He is my Strength, my Rock– the firm foundation of my narrow path.
People will often misunderstand, discourage or disappoint– Jesus never will.
He and I will always not fit in– together.
Jemtree's Heart 