Crocs, Worship Leaders and Looking at the Outside // Coffee Series

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I hate to admit it but I tend to label people according to their outside appearance.

(Come on, you do it too, right? 😉

Maybe I label because, growing up, we enjoyed pinning people according to the way they dressed.  It was never meant in a judgmental way — simply a guessing-game. A way to deduce who you are and what you love.

For example, if you are a skinny teenage boy wearing ankle-scrunched, navy blue  cloth sweatpants and carry around copies of Homer or Piper I might peg you a homeschooler. If you are a mom of four, smell like an essential oil collection, wear bohemian skirts and have a random collection of hats I may box you in as a hippie/granola/crunchy braless, gluten-free mommy. Finally, if I happen to pass a twenty-something woman wearing a knee-length jean skirt, natural shaded eye shadow and bumped bangs with some sort of elegant bun I’ll probably bet you’re an Apostolic/Bill Gothard/Pentecostal member out shopping with the girls.

See? I’m really bad.

So imagine how confused I was when the cool, hip-looking worship leader took his place on stage … wearing crocs.

My label-conscious eyes couldn’t believe themselves. How could someone so collected, suave and Hillsongish be wearing crocs? Birkenstocks? yes. Toms? maybe. Crocs? never.

(Not that I’m against Crocs; in fact, I have my own comfy pair. I’ve just got a very ridiculous case of the labels … )

I think Samuel had the same problem when he was sent to handpick the future king of Israel. Here he was, gazing down a line of tall, able-bodied men, and yet the LORD told him to keep looking.

” … the Lord said unto Samuel, Look not on his countenance, or on the height of his stature; because I have refused him: for the Lord seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart.” 1 Samuel 16:7

My beloved man often gets onto me for labeling people according to their appearances. Instead of putting them in a box and then being surprised that they don’t fit my prescribed mold he encourages me to let people be themselves.

Which makes perfect sense since I don’t want anyone pegging me into a category.  I use essential oils, carry copies of Piper around, wear Crocs and occasionally a knee-length jean skirt. Yet, I am not a braless hippie Pentecostal boy. I’m just me. Frannie. The girl who labels people far too often and then is astonished when they break out of their molds.

So here’s to giving up the label game; here’s to not dying of shock during worship over crocs; and here’s to  learning to see how God sees.

With so much love, coffee and my own pair of squeaky, blue crocs,

Frannie

p.s. I just know someone from church is going to read this. So as a disclaimer I must add: 

I am not against crocs / I am not against worship leaders wearing crocs / I know I ‘m silly / Please don’t make fun of me next time we meet / The end.

8 thoughts on “Crocs, Worship Leaders and Looking at the Outside // Coffee Series

  1. Oh you do make me laugh, Frannie!
    Now, how would you label a tall, blonde jeans wearing 70+ lady, usually carrying too many shopping bags or pushing a wheelchair??

  2. Oh Frannie, if I didn’t already know you were an ISFJ, I would know it immediately just by reading this post. My beautiful ISFJ sister and I have mulled over these very things many times – she makes rigid judgments of people very quickly, based on first impressions of their clothing and mannerisms; while I, an INFP, fully expect people to have many dimensions and sub-parts of their personality, and am actually more surprised when they don’t deviate from my first impression of them. (In fact, I have a tendency to “pry” and try to uncover the “hidden” parts of people’s personalities – which is surely just as obnoxious.) I don’t think either way of assessing people is technically “better” than the other, as long as each of us is careful to self-reflect sometimes and make sure we’re giving people a fair chance and not relying strictly on our natural bent of judging others.

    This was a wonderful post, Frannie!! I love reading your unique perspective on how you view the world!

    Have a wonderful weekend, dear friend!

    Hugs,
    Vicki

    1. Oh, Vickie!! That is too funny … I had no idea my labeling people problem could be related to my personality. How funny that your sister and I share this? I wonder how alike we are in other ways being both INFJ’s. And I agree with you … being balanced and fair is an important aspect. 🙂

      And if it isn’t too creepy … hehehee … I checked into your personality type the other day. It is definitely you! I think it’s great how your personality has shown itself through your writing. Such a beautiful soul you have!

      I appreciate you!

  3. To: Miss Barbara,
    Ah! I uploaded a new commenting system and lost your prior comment! I’ll figure that out hopefully so I don’t lose your later comments.
    You had me laughing … how would I label my sweet, tall, blonde-headed, jean wearing friend across the sea? I’d probably guess that you were an avid worker — either in gardening or caretaking and that you have a real love for life! 🙂
    (Although getting to know you via your blog may have impacted that! 😉
    With much love to you!

  4. this totally cracked me up and so true. I DO NOT want people to box me (and seriously I’m the most confusing person…appearance on Sunday might call me one thing or appearance on Thursday, my spottily stations might say something else, or my running attire or the things I dream of doing….) but it’s nuts how fast I box others. The crocs just made me laugh cause my Dad will wear his crocs (yes, he has the fur lined ones) ANYWHERE and I mean anywhere. We teased that one Sunday he’d get up to preach with them on. The thing is it wouldn’t bother him a bit. 🙂

    1. Hahaha!

      Oh, boy, Charis! I think the story about your dad is *so funny!* 😀 I love people who just dress as the want to without worry or fear.

      Blessings to you!

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