I’ve been called weird. Huh? Me? Really?
All of a sudden, I don’t want my face nor do I want to see people’s faces either on a photo.. That is way before the word selfie came out. I want to have faceless photos to leave something for imagination. There’s nothing weird with that.
As for selfie, I have albums filled all about me. Boring.
Besides, being weird is a blessing.
Blessed are the weird, for they shall see life as no one else can.
Blessed are they who don’t fit in, for they have a special place to fill.
Blessed are they who are rejected because they are different, they reflect the true beauty of God.
Blessed are they who are alone because they are different, for through them shines the light of God.
Blessed are they who are not included, for they are close to the Heart of God.
Blessed are they who are on the outside, for they have room to grow.
Blessed are they who feel the pain of exclusion, for their differences bring them closer to God.
Blessed are they who hunger for friendship and are refused, they are precious in His sight.
Blessed are they who think outside the box, for boxes are a prison.
Blessed are they who are beautifully weird, for they have felt the nails of the Cross.
Blessed are they whom God made to be weird, for this is a blessing from the Creator.
“May the God of steadfastness and encouragement grant you to live in harmony with one another, in accordance with Christ Jesus, so that together you may with one voice glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. Welcome one another, therefore, just as Christ has welcomed you, for the glory of God.” — Romans 15: 5-7
“Whoever welcomes you welcomes me, and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me.” — Matthew 10: 40
“Bear with one another and, if anyone has a complaint against another, forgive each other; just as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive.” — Colossians 3: 13