So like most Thursday, the office had lunch at the nearby Buffalo Wild Wings today. With it being spring break there was a smaller crowd than usual, only 6 of us. Everything seemed quite normal. Trivial, superficial conversations between the student workers, my coworkers, and others in the department until the inevitable happens… various subjects are brought up in which my opinion differs from everyone else at the table. Religion, drugs and alcohol, homosexuality, politics… yeah we hit all the big ones… well we didn’t, they did. I stayed silent. They know how I feel and the hardest part is that they judge me. I don’t judge them but their judgment to them is enlightenment. They drew a line in the sand. Defined people as conservative or intelligent. If I did the same, I would be a sheltered, narrow-minded Jesus freak.
It’s not easy being one of the only conservative believers but its harder to be the believer in the office and have church going the way it is. I feel like a horrible witness. Oh yeah do these things, act this way, go to church.. until you screw up. I’m not doing very well when it comes to getting over this whole church thing. Partially because I feel like so alone and ill at ease. So what’s the moral? Despite how everyone else is and what you’re going through, act how you are called to act and hold your head high.