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Weird, And Proud of It.

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Background: I'm blessed and honored to be part of the pool of writers of our church. Every so often, I get the chance to write about my thoughts after a Sunday message.

For some reason, I thought that it was my turn to write for this week. Apparently, I'm still set to write for next week.


Anyway, since I had already finished my "article", I thought of posting it here instead.


Have a blessed week ahead!



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Growing up, I always thought that I was different from my most of my friends. For one thing, my weekday afternoons after classes ended were spent in the pool and training for swim meets, only to do my homework after; I never experienced the joys of playtime or watching TV on school days. As a teenager, it took a while before I understood what “kilig” was all about when it came to crushes and relationships. As I got older, I realized that I was never into parties, late nights out, hopping from one relationship to the next, vices of any kind, and most of the conventional things that people my age busied themselves with.

In short, I knew I was weird. For the most part, so did the people around me.

I actually liked the fact that I was different, though: I’ve always been right-brained, artistic and expressive, yet optimistic and rarely angsty or depressed. Oftentimes, I didn’t feel this burning need to conform to the world’s standards or to gain acceptance from my peers. I was glad that I was my own person.



Last Sunday’s message hit home because, once again, the idea of “being weird” was elevated and even given importance. However, this brand of “being weird” didn’t only pertain to going against the flow. Once again, I was reminded that there was a difference between simply being weird and being weird with a purpose.

Two thousand years ago, there was a man who was deemed “weird” by society. He claimed that He was the Son of God, yet He spent time with lepers, prostitutes, and tax collectors. He called others to be like Him; to be set apart, holy, and pure (1 Peter 1:16).

That “weird” man was Jesus.

It is this “weirdness” we all must strive for. We were set apart to be salt and light in this dark, oftentimes dog-eat-dog world. We were predestined to be His extensions of love and grace, especially when we don’t feel like it. We were called to rely on His strength — and His strength alone — despite wanting to please others; despite criticism and persecution.

Weird people choose to go against the norm, but weird people for Christ choose not to conform to the standards of this world (Romans 12:2). Weird people recognize their uniqueness, but weird people for Christ are called to be set apart for a purpose (Romans 1:1). Weird people may face tough times ahead, but weird people for Christ know that they’ll be rewarded for it (Matthew 5:10-12).

Do you consider yourself weird for Christ? If you already do, then be proud of it. If you don’t just yet, know that there can be fullness of joy once you do!

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2 comments

  1. thanks for the reminder, Tina.
    Keep up the great writing! =)

    Jules

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  2. Hey, Jules!

    Nice to hear from you. Thanks for dropping by! Praise God for the opportunity to be "weird" for Him. :)

    God bless you!

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