I guess I'm having one of those days where I feel...unimportant, unnecessary, unwanted...it just seems like I don't matter...like no one cares if they get to see me, or if they get to talk to me, like the things I say and the things I do don't really matter...like...I'm just...here...a frill...if you get to see me, woo-hoo for you...if not, meh...I suppose that's not true. I pray that the Lord is using me in some way, shape, or form, but I don't know how. I mean, my girls' group is dwindling, my friends here at home seem to have lost interest in talking with me...I suppose we've just grown apart or something, I work in a factory...I feel...hopeless...I feel like giving up...like ending the girls' group and just trying to survive the summer until I can go back to Brookings...but then again, what's waiting for me there? Don't get me wrong, I really do love Pella, I really do love my friends, but...I don't feel like I belong here anymore...I think that's what's bugging me more than anything else. I was reading Real Sex today (a fantastic book, by the way) It talked a lot about household and community. It got me thinking...I mean, it talked about a household as a place where people not ony live together, but are united in mission. It talked about how, as Christians, we live in community. We live in communion with our spouse, our neighborhood, our church, our town. We belong to a community of believers. That's supposed to mean that we care about what's going on in each other's lives because...we're in it together. We share in the day-to-day matters of each other's lives, forming bonds, enjoying each other's company as we do the little things like grocery shopping and running to the post office. We're able to be with each other in the small things, which enables us to be there for each other through the big things. Our sense of community allows us to lovingly correct each other, advise each other, and direct each other back toward God and His plans for our lives. I would love to live in a community -- a community of people who would see me struggling and reach out -- who would enjoy my company while running errends. As I thought on it more, I realized that I do have some friends that do care about me like that -- people who will lovingly correct me when I'm being dumb...or will express concern...but it seems all those people are back at school, not here in Pella...
I don't know that I fit in here anymore...I feel like a visitor, not a part of the community, not like a member of my circle of friends...We've become very different...and it's really hard on me...it's making this summer hard on me...it makes me feel very alone because as I try to learn and grow in my faith, as I seek to serve the Lord, no one's there to encourage...or to assist...it makes me feel...alone...and uninteresting...it's a hard time to be alone...but I suppose there's a reason...I suppose it'll help me grow...I mean, I keep saying that I'm happy to be single, content, that it's bringing opportunities...and it's true...there are more opportunities...and I don't really want a boyfriend or anything...I just...want to belong...somewhere..I want to live in community with someone sometime...I'd love to belong to a church that would care about me like that...as a community...of believers...that'd be intensely awesome...
I suppose that's it for today's ramblings...I have a parade to catch.
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To be honest, I felt the same way after being away at school for a year and then coming home. I didn't really feel like I was a part of my hometown anymore; that I was like a visitor. But then my mom said something to me that makes more sense now. She told me that I needed to make new friends in the most unlikely people. She told me that I needed to break away from the people that I had known since elementary school and find new friends in people that are very different from me. So I took her advice. I ended up becoming friends with some very interesting people who opened my eyes a little more. I ended up befriending and ex of my boyfriend (we broke up shortly after but not because of her, because he was cheating on me)(she was a big help after that break up we did almost everything together). That was wierd being friends with her at first but then I realized that she is just the same as me. We dated the same guy, we actually had a lot in common, and she wasn't as crazy as he had made her out to be. We are still very close friends and talk all of the time.
So don't feel to alone. You are never alone. God is the only one that knows everything that is going to happen in our lives and I am sure that he has a wonderful plan for you!! So Cheer up and Smile. Where I am at it is beautiful. Warm in the sun but very cool in the shade and the Son is smiling down on us!!
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