Often, we men get caught up with, like it or not, being overly concerned about how others perceive us, regardless of our macho, individualistic front.
It’s not that I am naïve, or insulated, but I think sometimes I come across as a social idiot. See if you can relate; your mind runs seemingly 24-7, not about trivial drivel, or even what you are going to do next. Those things are on auto-pilot. No, your mind tends to drift toward Scripture, Theology, Philosophy, Spiritual matters, things that are deep and mean something, things that define who we are as individuals, nations and religions. Grocery shopping, gassing up the car, running errands all seem like necessary evils and are getting them done in the background as you go through out your day. You also think of others and their plights and needs and try to think of ways to help. You mind weave in and out and creates a tapestry, looming together thought and prayer. And it’s not that you’re so heavenly minded that you are no earthly good, but because you’re so spiritually minded the physicality’s take a back seat and sometimes you feel uncomfortable in your own body. You can’t seem to chew gum and walk at the same time. Then as you are going about your day, you give money to a gas station clerk and head to the exit and you pull when obviously you should have pushed and you self consciously take a quick look around to see what locals saw you. Not that you really care what they think per se, but because you live in a backwater town of stale and stagnant minds and venture out about town only when necessary, and because of your faith you dress slightly different than everyone else, you are curious to what goes through their minds when they see you. Know what I mean?