Sometimes you’ve gotta let loose and let your crazy out… all the crazy. Why? Because life is short, and no one gets out alive.
2 Corinthians 3:17 says: “Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.” If the spirit of the Lord lies within my heart, then I am free. What that means to me, is that I don’t have to feel condemned because I am a Christian, because I am a woman, because I am a writer, because I am a hairstylist, or because I am a mom with purple hair. I can be completely 100% myself and know that no matter what life throws at me, in the end it doesn’t matter. God loves me, and that’s the main thing. I have had people tell me that they are scared to do certain things in life because of all of the horrific things that happen in the world today. Yes, it’s scary out there. But, if you live life in bondage and in fear of what might happen, if you try to control the outcome of your life based on fear; then you are giving fear control over God’s plan.
Are you free? I don’t mean “Free” in the “Murica” way either. I mean free from worry, free from your past, free from being afraid of what will happen, free from caring what others think of you, free from needing validation, free from any thought that invades your brain and makes you less of who you really are. I’ve always been different, quirky, weird, goofy, and not like everyone else. Growing up, I had some awkward phases. But, who doesn’t, right? Sometimes, “finding yourself”, and then actually being that person isn’t the cool thing to do. So, you hide yourself from everyone who doesn’t think you’re “normal”, and over time you lose “your” “self”. Some people spend their whole life trying to “find themselves”, when deep down, they’re really there. The thing is, is that we may not like that version of us, other people may not like that version of us, and so it doesn’t feel ok to be “Me”. So, the search begins.
I didn’t allow my true self to blossom and grow for the longest time because, let’s face it, I’m just…weird. People laughed at me and it made me uncomfortable. I don’t generally like to be uncomfortable, so I would just mold into an untrue version of me that fit a specific situation I needed to be in. Like, I had to be around people who dressed up every day. I can dress up. What I don’t like is monochromatic wardrobes in my life, but I took that on because that was the normal thing to do. I like really bright, funky, in your face patterns. I like to stand out. I like to be happy. Black is not happy. Black does not make me smile. So, I sacrificed myself to fit in. If I went to dinner with people who I felt were more intellectual than me, it would make me nervous. I would try and act like I had more to offer, speak smarter, and sit up straight, whatever. I’m not a college graduate, and I’m ok with that. I don’t have a wall full of achievements for the world to see. I have a life that I’ve lived, and a past that can offer other people hope. They can see where I’ve been and know that they can dig out of their current situation too. I don’t need a certificate to help people. It’s called compassion. It doesn’t cost anything.
I’m no stranger to trying to “find yourself”. I can say that I didn’t feel like I could truly take claim and present “Me” to the world until I started growing closer to Christ. I’ve been saved, prayed, and have gone to church for a while now. But, the minute that I understood that God loves me no matter what I do or how screwed up I’ve been or may get… that’s when I knew that I would never let anyone or anything ever again have more power over me than God. See, if God loves me for me… who are you to laugh at me and make me feel like I’m not ok? Who are you to look at my purple hair and think I’m not a good person? Who are you to bring up my past and try and make me feel bad about it? I repented. I healed. I am doing what the Bible says to do. And, I am being the “Me” that God made me to be. See, God loves me still. He loved me when I was wrong and he will continue to love me no matter what I do. If I let anything bring me down or let my past define me, that does not give God glory. Why? Because he made me. He made you the person he wanted you to be. Don’t hide that person no matter what. Letting anyone or anything make you feel any less than awesome is an insult to God. If they make fun of you or tell you you’re worthless, not good enough, weird, fat, useless, anything… They are saying a big “Screw You” to God. And, you know what? They will have to deal with that. Not you. Smile and know that if he’s in your heart… You are FREE! If you don’t have him in your heart, oh my gosh… it’s really, really the best thing ever. It feels so good to walk confidently with Him as your center. Center up, be free, and do you.
Peace, Love, and Jesus,
Here’s an awesome song with an awesome message. It’s called “Free to Be Me” by Francesca Battistelli. It makes my heart happy. Enjoy!