My first car was a pickup truck. It was a Chevy S-10 pickup. Red and white. The rearview mirror came in the glove box and I had to constantly re-glue it to the window. There was no air – which was fine in Oregon, but when I moved to Las Vegas where it was very hot in the summer. Driving around with no air, was not something I enjoyed. Still… I loved that truck.
That truck was “me.”
I actually had a little Honda for a few weeks before the Chevy. It was a stick-shift.
It didn’t feel right because, I wanted an automatic, and I wanted a truck.
The car was a good deal, so at the time, I gave in, and got it. It was cute and in great shape. But it was not what I wanted. It was not “me.” I got so frustrated trying to learn to drive it.
So it only lasted a couple of weeks before we re-sold it.
Then, my dad found my Chevy. MY Chevy.
I was so happy.
That’s the way it is with our lives. Sometimes we give in and do things that are just not “us.” Whether it’s peer pressure from those around us, or lack of patience, we decide to just go with something.
But it’s all wrong.
It’s not God’s will for us, and it’s not who we are.
So we get frustrated. Just like I did with my car.
The thing itself, may not be bad. It may be something that is very worthwhile or attractive. But it wasn’t meant for us.
Only when we wait and stay true to who we are, will we find that we are happy. Only when we stick with the desires and dreams that God has placed inside of us – only then will we find true satisfaction as we live out the calling that He has placed deep within us.
It doesn’t matter if everyone else around us likes cute little cars. If God created us to love trucks – only trucks will do. And it doesn’t matter if everyone else loves to run, drink coffee, own a dog, or wear certain kinds of clothes, and live certain lifestyles. If God didn’t create us that way, none of those things will work out for us. They won’t satisfy, and we won’t flourish in those roles, lives, or positions.
We will be disheartened.
We should be proud to be who we are.
I love that I’m not like everyone else. I love how I was made. I know myself enough, to know what things I would and wouldn’t enjoy in life.
But it took time to learn.
I’ve learned not to fight against the innate “me” that God created. For He MEANT for me to be this way - and He didn’t make a mistake.
If I try to change that? I won’t be happy. I won’t flourish in the gifts He’s given me. I won’t grow. I will only live in confines that feel restricting.
But for someone else? Those same things may make them feel free!
Because they are different.
Because they are different.
Let us rest in HIS design. For we are fearfully and WONDERFULLY made.
We are each beautiful in our uniqueness. Let’s celebrate that, and fully live in that uniqueness. And never let anyone make us feel bad or sorry, that we aren’t like them.