The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children. –Romans 8:16

We know and rely on the love God has for us. –1 John 4:16

I think that I’m definitely a people person and a comedian of sorts. I like to make people laugh and I love their company. I would say that I’m nice for the same reason. I guess the comedy element is what has made others describe me as weird, gross, or different at times. That’s what you’d call my “deadpan” and “cringe comedy” coming out. Some of my jokes are just not palatable for some people’s tastes. But I don’t really care if some jokes don’t hit their intended targets, because even if one joke ever has, then it was worth it to me. Cracking jokes, to make other people feel good, is my way of showing love for my neighbor.

But being such a light to the world ain’t that easy. There’s definitely certain kinds of people that I tend to rub the wrong way. People who are way too serious, or care a lot about their image and reputation, or those that compromise their moral values, those who are jealous and self-centered, all competitive types, lawless antinomians who hate it when anyone talks about living according to the Bible, or those who are really controlling and manipulative. Those are the types of people that tend to hate me and not get along with me. And it definitely turns out that I tend to avoid people like that too, if I find out they’re like that. But everyone deserves a chance or two at first. I approach every new person with a blank slate. Maybe there’s a new soul that I can bless in some way.

I’m not saying that I don’t share any part of the vices I’ve mentioned above. I think we all do to some level. But I’m saying that there are individuals out there whose entire personality is dominated by that one bad thing. Yeah, those types of people don’t like me. They’ve called me awkward, weird, too idealistic, very hurtful, without any compassion, graceless and severe in my understanding of Christianity, isolationist, a know-it-all, legalistic, so gay, gross, like a child, and said that I think I’m perfect. On the other hand, there’s always been other people who have told me I’m nice, a people person, a comedian, different, just like Smith Wigglesworth (I’ll take that as a compliment,) or John the Baptist, an anomaly among men, light-years ahead, their best friend, courageous, devoted, and when it comes to my sales style: meek, strong, and talented. If all of these things were thrown together, you’d think a person factory blew up; and a bunch of random character traits spilled out on the floor. That’s me I guess, to some people, and me to others. But in the end, all that really matters to me is what God’s voice has said to me often in these past several years: “I love you.”