One Of These Things Is Not Like The Other Thing

If you can’t remember the classic Sesame Street Song, please see this video. 

Last night my husband and I were laying in bed.  He has embarked upon a year long journey to read the Bible chronologically, so needless to say, most of his reading time is consumed by the Bible, as it was last night.  However, I was not in a reading mood, so I flipped on the television and found Dane Cook on comedy central.  Needless to say, it was hilarious, but definitely vulgar.  And as I lay there watching raunchy comedy and my husband lay next to me reading the Bible, I couldn’t help but sing in my head: 

“One of these things is not like the other thing.”

I have another life situation where this song fits in perfectly.  First of all, to most of the people who have known me for any length of time, you are well aware that for many years I traveled the spectrum of beliefs ranging form agnostic to atheist.  And for those of you who didn’t know, welcome to the club, now you do.

My husband was the one who actually lead me to God, a gift that I will surely never be able to repay, but even after God and I had been introduced, I was afraid to let everyone else know that God was my new main man.  Were people going to think I was hypocritical?  That I was crazy?  I had spent years being both angry and indifferent to religion, so I did what any person in my position would do, I began to lead a double life. 

Life #1:  I would go to church.  I found a group of amazing people to relate to and help me learn about God.  I read my bible.  I kept a prayer journal.  I believed in God.

Life #2:  God who?

I was so caught up in what this world was going to do to me if I revealed my ultimate secret: I believe in God. 

The mere fact that I am writing this post must have tipped you off by this point that I had a change of heart.  It wasn’t anything spectacular, just something I read one night: 

“Anyone who loves his father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves his son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me; and anyone who does not take his cross and follow me is not worthy of me.”  Matt 10:37 – 38

And that’s when I started to sing:

“One of these things is not like the other thing.”

I had been living two contrasting lives.  Very different and very wrong.  What had God done that I should be ashamed of Him and deny knowing Him?  Nothing.  What had I done to shame God? LOTS! But He still calls me His daughter.