As a kid, I thought I was kind of uncool. Looking at the people around me I thought, “I am just not normal!” Since then I’ve learned that just about everyone on the planet has felt that way too. Glad I’m not alone! Yeah, you too? 🙂 Little secret…I still think I’m weird. But weird in a good way. I walk differently, I talk differently, and I do life differently from most people. But that’s ok. I put honey in my coffee, I hate watching TV, I prefer listening over talking, and I wake up at 4:30 in the morning by choice. I was in a store not long ago and the clerk looked at me and said, “Lady, you’ve got crazy hair!” I didn’t know whether to thank him or slap him! Yep, I’ve got weird hair, go figure. I will say though, that one of the greatest moments of my life was the day I realized, “I am different and it’s a good thing!” I’m weird – but weird in a good way!
One time I took my kids and my cousin, ages then ranging from age from 7 to 14, on a little adventure. We were making waffles late at night and we needed more syrup. We were all dressed comfy in our pajamas and none of us felt like changing so I had this crazy idea – let’s just go to Super Target in our pajamas and bedroom slippers! They were shocked but grinning from ear to ear screaming, “really?!” So there we were going down the isles at Target singing, “It’s Pajama Day at Targét!” How whacked is that? Yes, we got some looks and overheard some comments like, “Can you believe THAT Mom?” “Do they always go out in public in their nightwear?” Guess what? I didn’t give a flip. We were having a blast! It’s a moment my kids and younger cousin will always remember! It was worth every smirk and smart remark!
In my world, there’s “weird”, and then there’s “weird in a good way”. There’s even weird in a God sort of way…so how does one get there? How about by realizing that what you’ve got ought to be so unique and different that you stand out. Cause it’s just you. You being odd, but odd in a good way. I think we shy away from being oddly ourselves when we begin to compare.
Comparing is when we place someone beside someone else for the purpose of emphasizing the differences or showing the likenesses. We tend to compare ourselves with others and we tend to compare others with others. What for? When we compare ourselves with others, one of two things happen: 1) we get smug and a false sense of worth from estimating that our strengths outweigh theirs or 2) we feel insecure and unequal because we think they have what we don’t. Then we mistakenly think they are better than us. What a lie. We think we don’t measure up.
Why not come to total acceptance of who we are? Accept ourselves, people, places, and things EXACTLY as they are? That would be maturity. And how about this – accepting people’s differences and uniqueness-es as enthusiastically as God forgives our wrongs. When love flows, acceptance grows. Then they can be weird, we can be weird, and then weird is OK.