A Place To Fit In

I wonder sometimes if I will find a place to fit in. If I should even try. Right now Blake is wanting us to continue to visit a gathering that I'm just not sure about. Although I think it has potential, I think the other side of that potential is dangerous. Conservative brethren seem so stuffy, making sure every "i" is dotted and every "t" is crossed. Taking the microscope out and making sure that the Truth is black and white. This scares me. I mostly live in the grey I guess you could say. I'm messy, although my "i" will be dotted it might be off center and if my "t" is crossed it might not be perfectly crossed. I don't even own a microscope for my bible or for God, I don't think I ever had one, doing that to the bible and to God just seems, well, BORING, plain. I want to not only know God, but I want to experience Him. It seems like the more I try to be in a relationship the more I grow, the more I understand, the closer I feel. So with that I feel like I'm the square peg trying to fit in a round hole. Although its nice to be different, it just doesn't help you fit in.