Aliens Have Few Friends

Yep, that'd be me. I'm the alien with few friends. I don't mind the few friends part because my friends are few but they're good ones. The kind that you can not talk to or see for a couple of months and yet when you do get together or talk it's as if no time has passed and you can make one another laugh until your face hurts!

I do mind however the Alien part. It can be difficult to have the proverbial "eye-in-the-middle-of-your-forehead" when meeting and getting to know new people. I have found that people either really quickly "connect" with me or really quickly dismiss me as a nutball or worse sweet but strange. Of course those who think I'm out and out nuts are so far removed from my values and worldview that there's no pain in that. But those who I do truly share so much in common with but who have such a totally different personality and approach than me can make me really second guess myself.

I have had recent occasions which have brought this to the forefront and I hate to say it but it's been on my mind and heart. Simply put - it just BUGS me!! I find it so hard at times to reign myself in and calm myself down in order that people can relate to me better. My humor, my loudness, my brashness, my over the top use of hyperbole to make humorous points, my sarcasm. All of it can really take its toll on those of an entirely different persuasion. They are so distracted by my "delivery" that my "message" is just out the window. I'm an alien. A nice alien. But an alien none the less.

Alien life sucks! Thank goodness for friends and for Jesus - they love this alien!!