I feel like a spiritual misfit because I refuse to conform
I don’t want to look like everyone else or be the norm
I like to dine with sinners and with them feel most at ease
I don’t want to reject or condemn, judging steals my peace
I don’t want to walk the walk and talk the talk to belong to our church club
I just want to know Jesus and let that be enough.
The “spiritual misfit” phrase I stole from Brant Hansen. He invited people to send him their ideas on the topic so this is the poem I wrote in response to that. (Want to make sure I give him credit for the phrase/idea and inspiration for the poem!)