Monday, January 10, 2011

الفردية (Individual)

"‘Cause I got a couple dents in my fender / Got a couple rips in my jeans / Try to fit the pieces together / But perfection is my enemy / On my own I'm so clumsy / But on Your shoulders I can see / I'm free to be me." ~Free to Be Me, Francesca Battistelli

I'm sick of not being me.

Actually, I'm sick of the entire world not being "themselves." I think we've lost the definition of identity in this day and age.

Being an individual has come to mean, "look and dress like everyone else does, but act like you're something special anyway.

I beg your pardon?! That's not being an individual. That's blending in and doing it proudly.

I'm not okay with that. Not by a long shot.

So, from now on, I'm going to me. I'm not going to be what "they" want me to be...whoever "they" might be.

I'm not going to dress to get attention. I'm going to dress like a strong woman of God, with grace and confidence.

I'm not going to give wishy-washy statements or mumble some strange sort of excuse to escape defending my beliefs. I'm going to speak out, to be a light for Him in this world.

I'm going to stop hiding my smile behind my hand or biting my lip to avoid eye contact. I'm gonna look you in the eye and smile with confidence.

I'm going to laugh. And no one can stop me.

I'm going to cry when my heart is breaking, and no one can tell me it's weak to do so.

I'm going to dance in the rain and sing out-loud to my iPod while driving with the windows rolled down.

I am going to wear my penguin earrings and let my hair hang long over my shoulders.

I am going to start taking pride in being short.

I'm going to stop hiding. I'm going to stop blending in.

I'm going to be me.

After all, He made me as me.

And He doesn't make mistakes.

"You make everything glorious...and I am Yours....what does that make me?" ~Everything Glorious, David Crowder Band

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I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you. :: Shinji Moon