be different; and to be important. But a little bit different. I was taken away not by a flying Kirin, but by some alien. I was not some king, but a traveler from another universe. What I enjoyed is not about my life but the special identity that can scare or shock others.I remembered I had this kind of day dream a lot when I was in high school. A cozy afternoon, everybody was busy studying, chatting or listening to music, I was staring to the sky near the window and wished that there came a space shuttle that took me away----in front of all my classmates. This
would make me a legend.I really do not think I was shallow. Frankly, I do understand myself, my human nature. Be stuck in a small town, in a single family with an angry father and a young brother, I am not smart enough to enter college at that age. I can only stay there with all what I had since I was born. Pressure of exams kept us far away from each other. What we cared was the score. I need a breath from my life, so boring and ordinary life. I told myself that I need to be patient, but I also know I need to be different.
To be different is all I have been pursuing all my life. I tried everything to b
e different. But after ten years, I am still that awkward girl. Luckily, I started to know the purpose of my life. In Jesus’ caring heart, I am already different, special and important.
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