1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. (On your own blog or in the comments here).
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
The writing prompt is Belong.
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I don't know when I started feeling as though I didn't belong. I know it had started by the time I was in high school. I had a small group of friends, yeah, but I was most definitely not part of the "in" crowd. That was okay. I was a geek and didn't expect to be embraced by the jocks and other popular kids.
Later it was even more so. I can be a little quirky, and my family is that way, too. Maybe it takes people a little time to know us and like us in spite of those quirks. Several years ago we joined a homeschool support group that was fabulous. We loved it ... until one of those "popular kids" did something not very nice to me. I definitely felt like an outcast.
But then God ....
Isn't that the start of so many happy stories? I love seeing how God works.
But then God brought us to our new church home. He surrounded us with genuine people, authentic people who don't say one thing to your face and another behind your back. People whose love we can trust.
Maybe those years of being "outside" left me craving the belonging so much that the Lord used it to lead my family to this particular church. We know that He redeems everything, and that our pain is never wasted. I know He was at work in all of this, even though I couldn't see it at the time.
As I read recently on Facebook, "Even when you can't see His hand, you can trust His heart." Amen.