Okay, get this. I went to sleep last night with Disciple's Horseshoes and Handgrenades blaring into my ears. No joke. See, heavy metal is such a part of me that it actually SOOTHES me instead of rattling my nerves. xD Invisible came on and though it's not as heavier as the others on that album, the lyrics are really strong and communicate what needs to be said.
I can quite confidently tell you that I learned absolutely nothing worth knowing in school--book wise. Of course, I learned quite a few things about the way the world turns in this day and age. The root of everything that messes up people's lives is that nobody cares. Because nobody cares, so many lonely outcasts hide their emotions from the whole world. I know because I was one of those lonely outcasts. Now, I know I said in my last post that I was a popular girl; that was true. I fit in every circle, from preppy to jock to goth to emo to nerd to the...just plain weird people. Everybody in the entire school knew about the sweet, pretty blonde girl who used to be homeschooled. There was a rumor going around about me and Zack... >__> Nothing too bad, just that he was my boyfriend. HA. We were just friends. TAKE THAT, GOSSIP QUEENS.
Anyway, back to my original point. I may have been the popular girl, but it was really only because I was a prodigy. I mean, come on. I was pretty, sweet, naive, innocent, nerdy, previously homeschooled, and Christian. I was like some sort of...well, I guess you could call it a circus freak. They only wanted to be friends with me because they wanted to find out what I was like. They could have cared less how I felt, what I was thinking or what I was going through. And let's face it, people, I was a good girl...in a crowd of not-so-good kids. They didn't really want to be around me because my sheer purity made them feel guilty about themselves. So, after my novelty started to wear off, I saw my "friends" start to fall away. Only boys would really talk to me, because of course I was a pretty girl. T.T As for the rest of the Mordor population...I would walk up to their crowd and say, "Hi," and they'd answer, "Oh, hi S*******," then turn away and continue with their conversation as if I'd never appeared. I could literally walk away and they wouldn't notice.
No wonder I turned emo. >__>
It's not fun being alone, especially not in a mob of people where everybody has their circle of friends. The loneliness seems to swallow you up in this deep abyss of blackness, sucking all the life out of you. It's easy to feel like you're worthless and not making a difference in life. It's easy to feel like there's nobody in the whole wide world who gives a scrap about you. It's easy to feel like your emotions are killing you. The strange thing about it is, the lonelier you get, the lonelier you want to be, and you start closing yourself off from everyone. You yell at the people who truly care about you, and you get buddy-buddy with the people you barely know because, well, they barely know you.
TAKE THAT, ALL PEOPLE WHO THINK THAT I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE JUST CUZ I'VE BEEN SHELTERED FOR MOST OF MY LIFE!!!!
(not that any of them are going to be reading this...but...I just had to say it.)
Christians, you need to watch for those outcasts! They are out there, and though they might act like they want to be alone, THEY DON'T. Deep down inside, they want somebody to care to listen and understand. If there is no one who will do that, their life will go down horrible paths. They'll get into drinking or drugs. They'll get into crime. They'll get into love where they waste what was meant for their future husband/wife. They might even get into self harm and eventually suicide. Why? Because us humans were made to need love. Without love, we're empty. Our life means nothing, because love is what defines our worth.
Of course, there's only one love that's completely and totally perfect. That is the love of Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior, who died on the cross to wash away our sins and pay our way to heaven. That's the love that they, that all of us, are really looking for. But they have to see it first. Our first job as Christians is to spread the love and light we've been given. We have to look for the outcasts, go sit with them, talk to them, say hi to them, give them friendly smiles. We have to show them love. Yes, they'll wonder why we're paying them special attention. But if you don't push God on them (because they usually think God either hates them or doesn't care), only show them His love, they will see Him living in us. They will see His love through our love. They will eventually understand that the love you have is the love you get from Jesus. And their eyes will be opened to His gift. Someday, whether they become a Christian directly because of you or because of the seed you planted, they will be saved. (Can I say this for sure? Not really...it is their choice. But I can assure you, there' more hope when you love them than if you ignored them and let them stay invisible.)
If there is anyone out there reading this post who feels invisible, I want to tell you that Jesus does care. He can hear your slightest whisper, He can see your smallest tear. He can see right into your heart, and He understands every emotion you keep hidden there. And He cares. He will always care. He's cared since the beginning of time, way before you were even born. You matter to Him. And you know what? You matter to me--why else would I take the time to write a blog post begging Christians to care about you? Watch this video, I hope it says something to you. ^_^
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