Identity Crisis at Twenty-Three?

Tonight we had a creation scientist guest speaker from BJU. Afterwards, all the people just mingled around and chatted and laughed. First off, I had a little cuddle of baby Marissa, then wandered into the kitchen to get a cupcake and a hot mug of tea. In coming back to the auditorium, I sat down behind a group of younger girls. I think it's subconsciously that the girls got up and went to the kitchen to get a bite to eat. That was fine, but that made me feel awkward, because I was now sitting alone. So I found another group of girls, and started chatting with them. That was fine.

Then a while later, I found myself talking with one of the fathers of the church, who was just recovering from a serious back injury. We talked quite a while, then I excused myself to wash up my mug in the kitchen. I passed a large group of young people, and listened to them talking and laughing. By the time I'd finished washing up the mugs, Dad was calling us to go home. Things got a bit delayed, so I just hung around the back of the circle of the young people. I felt awkward to just step in there.

At the car, one of the young people gave a cheery comment to one of my sisters before driving off. That made me feel more awkward.

On the way home, I was quiet. Tonight I realized again that I hung around more the married people and the babies. I couldn't seem to fit in with the young people very well. I never really have. But why did I have to "fit in" better with the young couples and babies?? I like it, because I am more around their age...but still...I'm not married, neither have my own children.

So where do I really fit in?

In this sort of situation, I wish that I was in the Philippines, because at least there they have young people who do not get married till in their mid-twenties or later. Hahaha wishful thinking. Oh well.

Even though I don't really know where I fit best in my church, I just hope and pray that I will find fulfillment in warming many a lonely person, and encourage them to find comfort in the Lord.

So I guess...in the end...I have found my identity.