Odd
Balls
“Some
of the most wonderful people are the ones who don't fit into boxes.”
Tori
Amos
There
are people who, from childhood, do not want to “fit in.” They
make their mark by going against the grain, so to speak. One such is
Palmer, who was once a member of our church and an ordained minister.
He is a big man who wears sandals and red socks to church with his
plaid Bermuda shorts. He would from time to time fill the pulpit when
our regular minister was away. His sermons were always
entertaining—one I remember was titled, “The Kingdom of Heaven is Like
Compost.” He is a serious fan of Mark Twain, even considers Twain one
of America's leading theologians, and often quotes him. I visited his
home, now in Wisconsin, some years ago and discovered he has a little
shrine to Twain in his man-cave.
Some
humans of the “odd-puzzle-piece” variety are the very ones who go
on to advocate for those who would want to fit in if they could. In
Palmer's case, folks with cognitive disabilities. They know what it feels like
to be an outsider, and while they don't want it for themselves, they
will defend another's right to be one of the “chosen.” Those who
have decided not to run with the pack don't mind being offensive,
even obnoxious, if that's what it takes to break down barriers for
defenseless people. There is real strength in being weird if you fully
embrace it.
I
also believe that people who are out of the box live life more fully
because they live it as themselves. They are not a product of our
consumer society, nor are they willing to step to the music of
collective consciousness. Instead, they cut a path made just for them
that takes a great deal of courage and effort. I say, “Hats off to
the odd-balls!" May we have ever more of them.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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