I'm not sure I belong in America.Don't take that wrong....in so many ways I'm grateful to be born here. America is amazing. Anyone can succeed. This land is truly a melting pot that honors work ethic and is blessed by God. But this Christmas, I feel like I have been frozen in one of those numb places that I have visited many times before...where everything seems unsettled, slow-mo & not quite right. This used to freak me out, when I felt like this, but I've been realizing more often than not - this is the Lord keeping me from settling in to get my attention to some details.
So bless your heart if you're reading this...I'm going to spill some of my details over the past month, especially the past few days.
For the past month, I've felt like I'm in a tug-of-war. Like, "Where the heck to do I belong?!" You see, I often feel like I CAN fit in many places...but WHERE do I FIT? In this private school, upper class society or in HUD housing where I catch myself talking slang without meaning to? That in itself is a hillarious dillemna b/c my kids school prides itself in excellent speech, which I am ALL for, but for some reason it seems like sometimes slang is an important 'relating' tool.
So where am I leading? Thank GOD I'm finally feeling some clarity about this myself!
While there is SO much I love about America, there is quite a bit I honestly despise too.
Let me explain by telling you about my day today, which I believe was completely symbolic of what the Lord has been stirring up on the inside of me lately.
For Christmas this year, I was given $300 from my dad. There was a catch though. It had to be spent in a certain amount of time, only on yourself and at Woodland Hills. So the fam loaded up (and went to Beverly! ha! no) and went to the mall bright and early for the after-Christmas sales. I had spent a couple days thinking about what to get. Looking @ my laundry room and closet, I knew that even though my clothes were ridiculously out-dated.... clothes would be a waste of $. I kept trying to get myself to quit thinking like that but it was drving me nuts.
I kept finding myself thinking...
What ARE clothes FOR?
A charade
or
necessity?
Well, living in America, this isn't a popular question to ask.
Don't get me wrong. Once in awhile, I wear an outfit that just 'feels' good. Like it is a good representation of 'who I am'. But most of the time - it's a burden to me.
Today it was like I got that thought/feeling proven over and over.
This is hillarious...check it out....
I went into Forever 21. If I were still a teen, I know this would be my hangout.
1/2 serious-1/2 not, all together in 1. LOVE IT!
But in that store, I was cracking up b/c I kept catching trendy clerks eyeing me like, "Ahhh, emergency in aisle 21! Old lady!" I kept ignoring it but trust me, it wasn't just me! ha! (However, I did run into a 'God-thing'... I found MY T-SHIRT there! Actually it was the 2 words I have a tattoo drawn out for but keep chickening out! -
LIVE LOVE.
So, of course, I got it....that and a yellow rubber watch.
But then I went to the Gap. It was like, "Ok, I fit in better here", but DANG - $60 BUCKS for a pair of jeans!? So I went to Macy's and got a cuter pr for $20- SWEET!
Then just before we left the mall, for whatever ?reason? I went into JCrew. While some of their pants looked extremely comfy I couldn't help but notice clerks sizing me up like, "She doesn't belong here." Yeah, in the past, I used to be WAY over-sensitive in this area but it didn't seem like I was being paranoid...just perceptive. So I passed on dropping any $ there :). But I did splurge on one more thing b4 I left the mall, some gray Converse! sweet!
So, where did all this leave me?
Well, I just couldn't help it, as I walked around the packed mall I was overwhelmed with one theme....
SEARCHING.
In all different extremes/ways people were searching.
Like ONE more thing would help something.
So here I am tonight, out on the town in my pj pants and Converse (they are nice, lol) wondering,
"Will I EVER fit in?"
more to the point...
"Do I WANT to?"
Honestly....no.
I really don't WANT to.
I want clothes to cover me.
Sure, a scarf can add a little spice from time to time.
But what I want is for my $ and time to make a difference.
Not in how I, Julie Knapp, feel about myself...but what it may add to someone else's life.
Sounds pretty darn noble huh? LOL! Please don't let me fool you.
This next phrase may freak some out but I've weighed putting it in here and got to....
I've been known to break down from time to time and buy a pack of smokes on a stressful night and totally waste 5 bucks and a lot of health, so trust me I've got my own thorns and vices....
But this Christmas, I'm looking at America and thinking, "Oh come on Lord, please, just move me where I fit in a little better!" Dangerous prayer to pray, I know. But I'm pretty sure I mean it. Yeah, even for my kids.
When I talk like this, I can't even begin to tell you how many people voice their concern about the safety of my children - but come on! What is really more dangerous?! Going where GOD leads US, regardless of supposed threat or living a life numb & trying to fit in where we don't seem to 'fit'?
One last thing, when I talk like this, I am in NO way condemning ANYONE else's choices!!! I'm simply saying, "I really think He made me this way for a reason!"
So, please don't waste any time worrying about us! :) Just do us a HUGE favor and pray God's will for our lives! We simply want to be where He made us to be! And who knows, just maybe that's here feeling like a fish out of water in my groovy Converse & nifty rubber yellow watch! :)
