09. Feb, 2012

Sex, Drugs and Skater Shoes

Sex, Drugs and Skater Shoes

Sex, Drugs and Skater Shoes

14 year old John sits under an oak tree, at school, studying for his exams.  Looking around while thinking through the answer to a problem, he sees Alexander, the “popular” kid, talking to his friends.  Making sure it looks like he is studying, John eavesdrops on Alexander’s conversation.

“Do you like my new shoes? My dad got them for me yesterday.  He paid $140 for them.  He said he got them so I will forget my parent’s divorce.  I swear, their divorcing is the BEST thing that happened to me!  I get all this cool stuff. They try and win me over, by buying me things, but I could care less who I live with!” Alexander says with a smirk.

While rolling his eyes, Alexander’s friend Samuel, informs his friends: “Dude! Those shoes are wicked!! I’ll ask my parents for some too.  They always get me whatever I want without a hesitation.”

The next day, John went to school and sees everyone wearing skater shoes.  Seeing that John wasn’t wearing any, Alexander walks up to him with an evil glimmer in his eyes…
“Nice Croc’s!” Alexander says while snickering at John.  “What?  Your family is too poor to buy you skater shoes? I bet you live in a shoe!”  Alexander then proceeds to run back to his “evil minions” (as John calls them) and tell them ALL about John’s shoes.

During dinner that night, John plucks up the courage to ask his mom and dad for some skater shoes.  “Mom, dad?”, John asks while chewing his rubbery meatloaf, “would it be alright if I got some skater shoes?”

“Well, you know we don’t consider buying something unless we know how much it costs first”, Mrs. Criff reminds her son.

“Well,” John says taking a bite of food to muffle his voice, “they are around $140.”

“FOR A PAIR OF SHOES?!?!?!?” Mr. Criff says raising his voice. “There is NO WAY I am paying that much for just a pair of shoes!”

Crying in bed that night, and talking to himself, John said “I.. I just want to fit in, is all.  I always get the cheap, hand-me-down clothes.  I don’t want to… to… to stick out like a sore thumb anymore!  I want to be in the popular group!!”

5 days later, John has stolen the $140 needed to buy the skater shoes.  He has gotten money from his parents wallets, strangers wallets, and even his neighbor’s piggy bank.  After buying the shoes, he heads to school and right up to Alexander to ask if he liked his new shoes.

“SWISH! I like ‘em.  Nice goin’ Criff!  Hey, you wanna hang with us during lunch?” Alexander said with an impressed look on his perfectly chiseled face.

“Of… Of course I would!  Thanks. See ya then!” John said while walking off to first period maths class.

7 years later, John is despondent.  He has just had his proposal to his sweetheart rejected and he takes a hard look at his life.  John is sitting on the edge of his bed grieving over his addiction to cocaine, heroin, and meths.  He is sick over the sex that he has had with 7 different girls.  Each time getting worse and worse.  He sits there, with his head in his hands crying and thinking about why de did all this, why he screwed up so badly.. why he had destroyed his life.  While searching his memory, he remembers the time when he started hanging out with “Mr. Popular” and his “Evil Minions”.  Remembering that he wanted to fit in so badly and be cool like they were, and he would do whatever it took.   Back then, the cool thing to do was have sex and drugs.  He remembered how he wanted to be a regular guy and not stick out like a sore thumb, that he decided to just go along with whatever they did or told him to do.  The final thought that he has, before he decided to overdose and end it all was how it all started with a pair of costly, deadly, and just plain ordinary leather skater shoes.

You may think: “Really?  Skater shoes??? I doubt it!!!!”  But really, there are so many people in this world who do anything to be cool.  It starts with something small like a toy or a game or an item of clothing that you want, and before you know it, you’re doing everything you said you wouldn’t when you were a child.  In fact, I bet that almost everyone in the western world has had trouble with wanting something just to fit in.

Do you know the one thing that aggravates me the most, that sets me off and makes me think that this “person” is trying to fit in?  I hate seeing when a boy, guy, or man wears his pants low and has to waddle like a penguin just from keeping them falling all the way down.  It may be something different for you.  Like a pair of shoes, or clothes or a game system or even stationary!!!

I don’t know if you have an issue, or what if you do, what it might be like for you.  But all it takes for me to snap out of my phase of wanting to fit in is remembering that God loves me just the way I am.  Funny, loony, crazy, serious and smart.  And if you don’t believe in God or trust in Him, remember that there are still people out there who will accept you for whom you are.  The people who like you for just you; not your money or hair style or clothes that you wear.  Those are not your true friends.  Friends are people who love you and accept you for who you are.

Another thing that helps me to remember that I don’t need to be like everyone else is a song by 33 Miles called “Underneath”.  The lyrics go like this: “Open up the heart that you hide, everything you’ve locked up inside.  It’s time to come clean, let mercy set you free.  Take off the heavy disguise; lay it all out in the light.  The good the bad the in between, God loves what’s underneath…. ….The smile you try to fake, to cover up the pain, He holds all your mistakes and then He washes them away…”

God loves us for who we are, the insides of us. The love and gifts that we have, He gave to us.  None of our outward appearances or earthly pleasures will ever satisfy our empty space inside.  We need to open up our hearts and show everything we hide away to make sure we fit in.  We need to pull away the duct tape and screws, nuts and bolts, and lay all our weird kookiness on the table.  You know how we make ourselves into something that we are not, just to fit in… That’s called a disguise.  Take it off.  Let all of your good things and bad things be seen to those that God has put in front of you to help you in your journey.