A Peculiar People

Do not change, friend

Don't let the lie of conformity rob you of Life

You are precious in your 'strangeness'

Believe only the voices of your beauty

For your uniqueness is the face of my God

Your expression of his indescribable creativity

I, like you, have known the scorn of the 'normal'

I have allowed the pressure of un-identity to devalue me

But Christ did not allow it

Within me he refused to die

From beneath the weight of petty proprieties

Life forced his way back into my conscience

And has exposed the stupidity of sameness

For uniformity is the work of the evil one

I am reborn into the Truth of my conception

To light lamps of creation

To dance in the richness of anticipation

For Life is not to know only that which is found

But to find that which is not yet known

I am alive in the knowing of Life

But driven by the hunger to yet know Him

For knowing the infinite is inexhaustible

But to know only the known is stagnation

So, please friend, delight in your difference

For in you something new is revealed

Another aspect of God's beauty

So be grateful for sharing the new

For we who know what you are doing

Are joyed to see more of God through you

I was once bound by uniformity

But now with you I live to be peculiar

And reveal Him in ways inimitable

Stephen Pursell,

original: 12/01, revised: 11/13/14