Have you ever had the thought, “Which one of these is not like the others?”
Because I have. Several times in fact. I would be lying if I said I have never changed my hair color to fit in with the rest. I would also be lying if I said I hadn’t changed my style to fit with what everyone else was wearing or trying to be like. I have started projects, and quit them because I wasn’t sure I could ‘hack’ it. I have listened to my horribly, tragic, self-depricating thoughts of inadequacy and let that dictate if I was a good worship leader or good leader in general!
I used to love this time of year. I loved walking up and down the isles of school supplies and would always stop and admire the Crayola boxes. My favorite was the 72 pack. I was always so impressed that there were multiples of blue, purple, and one of my personal favorites…yellow.
My fascination with yellow happened in 2nd grade when my mom allowed me to get the 72-pack crayons. I had an obsession with coloring books and I loved Cinderella. I used to open the box of crayons and look at all of the colors. I loved that there were so many to choose from. Looking at all the colors, I realized there was a function for all the colors. I just didn’t see it all at once.
The ladies of Foundations Church had the opportunity to go to the Beautiful Conference in Oklahoma City. Now, I don’t want to sound crazy, but this church gave me a little glimmer of what is in store for me. It gave me a little glimmer of hope for the sometimes ridiculous thought pattern I find myself in. I got excited when the main worship leaders were blonde. I got even more excited when 2 of the speakers were blonde. The inner Linds was jumping up and down and was so excited to see that people like me were living out their dreams and plans that God had for them.
Every once in awhile, each of us needs a reminder. We need a reminder about how fortunate we are to be living in this moment in time. We each need a reminder of how special we are and how God has something special in store. We each need to realize that there are many like us, but a different shade of brown, or even yellow. The truth of the matter is, without you, there’s an incomplete crayon box. Without you and your story and your character, we’re incomplete. Never, ever for one minute doubt who you were created to be. God doesn’t need another copy of someone else; He needs you.
So, next time someone says “which of these is not like the others?” you should confidently raise your hand and smile and say “me. I’m not like the others… and I’m perfectly fine with that…”
Be confident. Be strong. Be the best, most beautiful brunette, red head, blonde or raven haired girl you can be. Do it. Be bold enough to stand up for yourself… 🙂 Chances are, I’ll be standing up there alongside you.