Flashback Friday-The Odd One Out

Happy flashback Friday! Today, I’m looking back on all the good times I had on my old blog, Ramblings of a Writer, with one of my favorite posts I put up on there (slightly edited). I hope you all enjoy, and don’t worry, I’ll have a new post up next week. =)  

Have you ever felt like you didn’t belong? Like you were different? That you were the odd one out? I have. In fact, I know what it’s like to be the odd one out very well.

A few years ago, my family and I lived overseas in the little European country of Belgium. In Belgium, I knew I was different. I was an American in a foreign country. I spoke a different language. I had different customs. I believed in different things. I had a different way of life. When people met me, they could immediately tell that I was an American. Being the odd one out wasn’t always fun. At times, I felt alone. I missed America, where I felt a sense of belonging.

As Christians, we are different. We are the odd ones out. We are pilgrims in a foreign land. And it isn’t always the most enjoyable. Because of our beliefs, we are sometimes singled out. Ridiculed and persecuted. Branded and cast away.

We. Are. Different.

Sadie Robertson shares a story about a time when she had the opportunity to travel with a Junior Olympic basketball team to Austria in her book Live Original. On that trip, she realized how different she was from her friends. She was the only Christian in her group, and they behaved and spoke differently than she had been taught. She was called an old, broken down lawn mower for not participating in nightly parties and staying true to her values.

Sadie wasn’t the only one who realized she was different. Her coach told her that there was something different about her, to which she explained that she was a Christian.

Back then, I did not really understand that believers are different from the rest of the world. We need to be different; that’s part of what it means to follow God.

-Sadie Robertson, Live Original

Different is good. Sadie learned that on her trip. As Christians, we are called to be different. We are called to not follow the ways of the world, but to follow in Jesus’s footsteps.

Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is-his good, pleasing, and perfect will.

-Romans 12:2

Hold your head up high. You’re different according to this world, and that’s good. Follow Jesus, not the world. It’ll surely put a smile on the Father’s face.

Do you have an old blog? If so, what’s one of your favorite posts you put up on it? Have you ever felt like the odd one out? How did you react to that feeling?  How can you follow in Jesus’s footsteps today?  Let’s chat, friends! =D

9 thoughts on “Flashback Friday-The Odd One Out

  1. Being the odd one out is especially hard when you're younger and don't really understand. That said, this post is making me consider – am I the odd one out? Is Jesus visible in me? Or am I blending in?(What was Belgium like, though? I'm fascinated, because I've never been overseas :)- Jem Jones


  2. Mmm, it's hard to be different sometimes! We have a desire to fit in and belong. So thank you; it's always good to be reminded that God calls us to be His representatives, and it's going to look different, but it's going to be worth it. xx


  3. Amen to everything above. I definitely have the odd one out syndrome. Being a strong Catholic definitely set me apart from a lot of my buddies in college. But…I guess I'm better for it. Beautiful post, Micaiah! Catherinecatherinesrebellingmuse.blogspot.com


  4. I'm glad that this post has made you think on those things, and honestly, I think that digging up these words I wrote awhile ago are making me wonder the same things and ask myself the same questions. Belgium was AMAZING. I loved it! Because of its central location, we were able to travel a lot to other countries, although Belgium had a lot to explore. Brussels, Bruges, Ghent, chateaus around every corner…. And the food was AMAZING. I miss the waffles, pomme frite, and chocolate. It's around mussel season right now, and steamed mussels in Belgium are the BEST. I hope you get the chance to go overseas one day. =)


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