Being Me

A sweet, new, encouraging friend made a comment about me being a "special person" a couple weeks ago. I don't often feel so special. Unique maybe. Weird? Sometimes I feel like I am called to live my life so much differently than "the norm". Lord, am I PECULIAR?

I mean, come on. We homeschool, but even that doesn't seem to be out of the ordinary enough. We have to decide to homeschool DIFFERENTLY than so many counterparts. I had a baby at 38. Most of my 38 and older friends are "done" having kids. I have a baby and I have a grown child, and quite a few in between. And other situations in our lives this year have definitely made me feel all alone (yes, weird) in many ways. Different than my friends. Sometimes it sounds so fun to throw right and wrong, can't and won't and should have to the wind, and just do what everyone else does.

So, does God call us to be different? Unique? Please, NOT peculiar! Is this scripture for me, for today? What does it mean? Hmmm...

I will think on this further, but for today's musing, I'm thinking it means that I am supposed to be ME. The real Me. The woman God created me to be. To do the things He created me to do. Yes, they may be different things. Unique. Peculiar.

But, mostly, they make me special. You should be so lucky:)

1 Peter 2:9 "But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvelous light;"