All I can say is that my life is pretty plain I like watchin' the puddles gather rain And all I can do is just pour some tea for two and speak my point of view But it's not sane, It's not sane I just want someone to say to me I'll always be there when you wake Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today, hey So stay with me and I'll have it made This is one of my favorite songs. I remember my babysitter Tracy getting us to watch the video all the time saying, "Look girls, it's another Buzza Bee!" She's a little hippie girl that has so much courage. She dances in a talent show on stage and gets booed off. She runs offstage and ends up running in the streets upset and distraught. Then she makes friends with people on the street and becomes inspired to move on. She finds an escape in a field and people also dressed in bee outfits dance with her and she's so happy. I have so many fond memories of this music video because I too was the little hippie girl with funny glasses and hair wraps and tons of uniqueness built into my character. To this day, I have that song on almost every mix of mine.
In life we all desire relationships. It could be a closeness with a sibling, parent, friend, boyfriend/girlfriend, boss, co-worker, roommate, anything. We were built to have human interaction. The world can become such a dark place when you feel like you are too complicated or too different or too whatever to relate with other people. And sometimes it's not even about relating, it's about someone appreciating and cherishing your matchless traits. It can become very easily to feel torn down by others or even by yourself.
But the reality is that our uniqueness is the second most beautiful thing in the world. No one ever ends up the same. There are an infinite number of different equations that make up human personalities and experiences and we can never know them all. They are unexplainable. They are unfathomable. They are special.
The first most beautiful thing is the love story of God for His people. The beauty of how God has crafted us as individuals to all come together for one purpose: to worship him. No one ever comes to the Father in the same way, but He loves us all equally. That blows my mind.
The fact of the matter is this: We sometimes allow ourselves to become brainwashed by what the world has to offer to us. We have this sensory overload that blinds us in the end. We allow more and more stuff to invade our minds and hearts that end up killing our outlooks on life and God. In the midst of all the junk we let in, God is holding a microscope right in front of us telling us that life is such a wonderful thing. The kicker is that we have to look hard enough to find it and let God give us the vision He has for us. Life is more than worth living, it's worth exceeding in.
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I forgot how much I loved that song as a child. I am not really sure if I loved the song, or the video more. I too could relate to the little girl. I was the outcast, I was the freak, I was the nerd.
For so long, I lied to myself, telling myself that I was fine on my own, I did not others in my life. I was all alone for so long, and I think it made things worse. That all changed when I met true friends. Without you guys, I am not sure where I would be, definitely not here, not working with the gathering, now finding the joy that comes from that.
Tuesday night, during the service, I stood in the back in awe. I was in awe on how God had brought us all together, and how we all were worshiping Him, in our own ways. It was the most beautiful thing in the world. Watching God's people, of all walks of life, all unique, all different, worshiping God, not caring what others thoughts. I honestly believe that, at least the majority of us, put everything else aside and just worshiped. It was amazing.
Thank you, Amy. Thank you for writing this, for being an amazing friend, for being there when I need you most. I thank God every day for bringing you into my life.
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