Called (real far) apart

So the Bible talks about us being “called” and that’s often meant as “called out.” We’re created to reach the world for Christ. Some of us fulfill this calling while others don’t. That’s another blog in itself. But this blog is about where your calling is…or rather, where mine is.

I’ve known for a while now (and this includes my husband Chris as well) that I/we are different than the norm. Even before I was saved, I was different. Unique? you betcha. In my earlier days it meant that I thought differently, I liked different things and I dressed a bit different. My taste in music was different and my friends were as well, different. I thought that once I got saved I’d finally “belong.” And I do a bit. I have friends that are girls, and I’m a girl. I have friends that like chick flicks and shoes, and I like chick flicks and shoes. And I have a lot of friends who generally believe the same things that I do. But past that…I’m still different. (Luckily God brought me into the life of a man who is different also and that’s what makes us such an amazing and powerful couple.)

I often find that when I’m in the will of God for my life, I’m being myself. I’m not trying to act a certain way or “fit in” or my usual, trying to find something to talk about with people and strangely enough, I’m not with my friends. I have some great Christian friends and I love them all dearly, but God has called us out from them. Chris and I find that the only times we find ourselves completely confident in knowing we’re doing what we’re called to do is when we’re surrounded by people we barely know…and it’s a hard thing to grasp sometimes. There are many times that I want to want to hang out and do the things our friends do, but I just don’t. It’s nothing against anyone – but it’s not where I’m meant to be. There are times that I love hanging out with my Christian friends and relaxing and having some laughs but I’m often left feeling as if something was missing from the night. But then I find those times sitting at a diner table in some random town with my 7 new friends or dancing at a wedding with a couple I’ve known for 2 hours and knowing that there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. And it’s a hard life to live – but we’re called for such a time as this.

So to anyone that reads this – do you know when you’re in the perfect will of God for your life? When are those times that you absolutely know you’re doing what he wants you to do? Whether it’s in church or out of church, with Christians or with non-Christians…we all have a place and we all have a calling. It’s just finding it and then resting in the fact that it’s where we’re supposed to be – no matter how hard it is.