Lately, I've found myself questioning who I was, who I am, and who I am becoming. I think I might actually be smack dab in the middle of a quarter-life crisis. It wasn't that long ago that I was Miss Popular. I was frequently the center of attention. I was out with my friends all the time, and I didn't care who thought what of me. I was a little crazy and out-of-control, but overall, I was just a really fun person to be around.
As I've gotten older, things have changed in my life. I've gotten married and I've rediscovered my faith. I've settled down and learned to enjoy staying home and resting. But something a little scarier has happened too. I've gotten boring. I've always been a little eccentric and crazy, and now, I'm just plain. I've never been content with being plain. When did I become this boring person?
I'm having a hard time finding the balance between being the fabulous social butterfly or being a good wife and faithful Christian. When I start drifting to being a little crazier, I can't help but wonder how much of it is just vanity? I don't want to be one of those Christians that speaks eloquently about Jesus, only to turn around and care more about makeup or celebrity gossip. When I go out with my friends, can I have a good time and be a fun person to be with, without compromising my beliefs? It's such a delicate balance, with an increasingly large gray area. I want to wear cute clothes, but I don't want to show off parts of me that are only meant for my husband to see. I want to hang out with my friends, but my friends aren't Christians. They seem to think that being a Christian means that you need to behave like a nun. They don't understand that I cringe inside every time I hear them exclaim, "Oh my God!" I don't want to shun my social life, but where is the line drawn? Should I be at home reading my Bible while all my friends are down at the bar having a good time?
I have no problem staying home and spending time with my husband. I love being a housewife. But I want a social life too. I don't want to be known as a boring person. But then I feel like I'm letting my faith slide if I'm having too much fun.
How do you find the right balance between your faith and your fun? Is it really as difficult as I'm making it out to be?
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Comments (2)
You say your non-christian friends think being a christian means acting like a nun, but you're basically saying you should... act kinda like a nun.
If you don't want to drink in a bar that's understandable, I don't drink at all myself (remember bars serve non-alcoholic beverages as well).
Not wearing revealing clothes is another issue that depends on your husband and you, but I think he would be unreasonable if he objected to you wearing feminine clothes, so long as you weren't a half-inch of fabric away from getting arrested.
Beyond that just live your life. If you object to "oh my god" or it annoys you, then *tell* your friends and if they're good friends they will be more careful about saying it.
The rest is a matter of personal taste and is morally irrelevant, do whatever makes you happy.
Oh, I'm ridiculously angry. I had a really long comment typed out and the xangaverse just ate it. Not cool.
I don't believe in my heart that being a Christian means having to live your life as if you belonged in a convent. Sure, there are certain places and certain situations that each of us as Christians would be wise to try and avoid (and some of those vary from person to person depending on what our particular weaknesses and temptations are), so there is some discretion that should be used. But God never meant for us to crawl into our shells and hide from the world around us. That's why he didn't make us with shells. People are meant to have human companionship, to be with friends, family, and loved ones. To interact and have fun. To enjoy life doesn't have to mean hurting your witness, and knowing Jesus as Lord and Savior definitely doesn't mean you're supposed to live a boring life.
I certainly don't think you're boring, btw. You might be stuck in a bit of a rut. That happens to the best of us. I know you'll find your way out of it *hug*