Different can be defined as distinct, separate.
When I was young, I so wanted to be part of the “in” crowd. Popularity was everything. I was not. I was in Pep Club. It was for the wannabes. I was never the cheerleader. Instead I rode jumping horses.
Looking back, the path I followed really was cooler. The travels. The friends I made. The love of horses. It was different than the average teen. I spent the majority of my free time in a barn or on a hunt course. Looking back, I wish I could have afforded my children and grandchildren the same luxury.
I don’t know about you, but I want to be different. I want to stand out from the crowd. I want to stand for something rather than blindly follow every fleeting craze. I want to surround myself with those that are different. Those that take the path less traveled. It’s much more enjoyable. Less traffic jams.
With God it’s different. Everything is different. You love your enemies. You lose yourself to be found. You die to self to be born again.
It’s so foreign to the world’s ways. When’s the last time you turned on the news to hear about countries surrendering their arms and signing peace treaties? Celebrities giving away ALL their wealth to churches and charities and turning to faith in someone outside of themselves? Drug addicts and gang members and sexual offenders falling on their knees in repentance and turning their lives around by the droves on their own free will?
God made each of us different. It was intentional. He doesn’t make mistakes. Let’s all intentionally be different. Find our distinct calling and follow it. That’s how we can all work together for one good. Just like the parts of our body. Different functions, one outcome. Life. Let’s be different and choose life. Eternal life. With God.
We have different gifts, according to the grace given to each of us. If your gift is prophesying, then prophesy in accordance with your[a] faith;
Love and laughter,