Island of Misfit Toys

“Let the message about Christ, in all its richness, fill your lives. Teach and counsel each other with all the wisdom he gives. Sing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs to God with thankful hearts.” Colossians 3:16 NLT

The first thing that comes to mind is "in my perfect world" this would happen. It's like one of those days that you have  that goes just perfectly yet feel that inner voice say "this will only happen today".  Slept better last night. Shaynes still waking up sometime in the night, but she's getting the hang of her own bed. Sip some coffee, I read and think. I find I can let Christ fill my life, alone, not with others around me. I get too competitive. Is it something I'm waiting for someone to say? to help fill my life with? There's a lot that goes into this. It sure does sound nice, but wait, I can only take so much. There's a lot of humility needed here and sometimes I'm just not ready. Whenever I attend church, I always see that group of people who appear to have this verse down pat. Everything is great, it's like how did they get into that cloud. I can't but think of Rudolph the red nosed reindeer and how he just didn't fit because of his nose. His stupid nose? thats dumb. He ended up hanging out on the island of misfit toys. Meeting these toys, empowered him to save them with who he was. I felt the same way when I was growing up, I had ADD. I had to get special help because I wasn't catching on quick enough. If only I can go back with what I know now. But still, it takes me longer to learn, but when I learn and have it, I remember it. Now a days they teach you according to your skill set, not pity you because of it. At work we use free lancers that we pay good money to lend an extra hand or to take their special skills that we don't have or don't need but twice a year. Ironically their name is IMT as in "Island of Misfit Toys". They may look weird, but they are very good at what they do. I read and think, sip some coffee. I'm reminded of Hook, when Peter is giving his speech and mentioning how he was adopted, and how aren't they all orphans in the room. We're all orphans on this world. I need the message of Christ, screw my upbringing, forget about my misfit happenings, the hurts the pains and remember Christ and his fullness. Christ was a misfit, yet He's God's only son, entering this world as a misfit and we wouldn't have it. I find myself putting other people at times in a category. I look at wall street and I see it all happening. My world is changing, I read and watch stories about black friday shootings over video games due to retailers be desperate to make money. Yep this is what my world has come to, big kids fighting over games, literally. I shake my head as I look at the ground. Yet I find myself on facebook and not with my family, is that any different but with real people? I read and think, the message of Christ doesn't sound good at times, but its rich, and it does fill me up, when  it's time to. I do take counsel from others when it makes sense and I can feel i need to listen. The songs and psalms just come to mind at times when I'm thankful. I get really distracted and sometimes just need a break, this so called "message" comes to me in the way best for me, not always during a planned out sermon. I can't make it to church anyway usually. I admit it, I'm a misfit, I appear to be weird, I walk funny, I talk funny, I can make people laugh and smile, not knowing that they might be laughing at me and not with me. I need table manners, conversation etiquette, I have a bad habit of picking my nose (drives my wife crazy). I smack when I eat, (I try not to), I have really dry skin, I strutt when I walk, I lean forward when I walk, my arms for some reason bow out. How my wife is attracted to me, I'll never understand. I don't even have a degree. She's the brain of the family, she loves school, I despise it (in some ways).  Yet God loves me, and wants to fill my life with Him, in His own way. Ya I can't stand it when people lay wisdom on me when they're "preaching to the choir" the whole time.  Hits me, I can pity myself, and leave all the truth that Christ is, in the bible. Or I can let His love rule me, and let Him fill me. When I actually give in and let Him take over, I find that its easier to allow wisdom in my life and the joy I get from those understandings puts a song in my heart. It's not easy being me, a lot going on in this head of mine, just so happens to be a perfect fit for Christ.