Here's one from a few months ago but one of my favorites:

It’s late. But Laura says I write better when it’s late. Less inhibitions I suppose.
On July 1st Washington implemented a law forcing drivers that wish to talk on a cell phone to wear a blue tooth head set. This has really been bothering me and I have still refused to submit to the rules. Instead, I just randomly hang up on you while we are talking because I saw a cop and I didn’t want him to pull me over. The funny thing is, I love new gadgets. I just asked for a subscription to “Wired” magazine for my birthday. I DVR a tech show every day and love hearing about interesting things coming out of Japan. I consider myself an early adaptor. It’s not that I’m reluctant to change. I can’t stand wearing the blue tooth headset because I don’t want to be like that guy.

You know what I’m talking about? The guy who strolls into Starbucks closing some important deal and wants the entire place to know about it. He continues his conversation while ordering his drink just to show off his multi-tasking prowess but is uninterested in looking the barista in the eye and actually acknowledging her as a human being. He scowls at the poor college kid that made his drink for taking longer than five seconds and then storms out while yelling, “Sell Sell SELL!” Okay, perhaps that’s a bit hyperbolic but you get my point. I don’t want to become rude, inconsiderate, unapproachable, calloused, and shallow. That’s the guy I don’t want to be. Every day, I risk getting a ticket because I’m afraid I’ll turn into that guy. Okay, now stay with me, this is going somewhere redemptive. (I hope)
I remember having a similar feeling creep into the pit of my stomach when I began investigating Jesus. I recall feeling conflicted because the stories I read and the possibilities that were presented sounded so fulfilling but I was afraid I would end up looking like someone else.
I was interested in Jesus, but uninterested in becoming the Christians I knew.

I found myself desperate to know God but equally desperate to retain my God given personality. Can you relate? I want God but I don’t want to be that guy. I don’t want to picket abortion clinics and gay bash. I probably won't vote republican. I don’t want to alienate myself, wear goofy t-shirts and call everyone “brother”. I don’t want to become the intolerant, judgmental, holier than thou guy with no sense of humor.

A few years ago I was working in a big church and walking through the halls during a conference we were hosting. I noticed an older gentleman looking confused and lost so I offered to escort him in the right direction. He accepted the offer and as we were walking he asked,

“Are you a pastor here?”
“Yes I am.” I responded politely
“You don’t look much like a pastor.” He didn’t offer this comment as a compliment but it has stuck with me.

See, I’m learning who God has created me to be and growing in confidence in his creation. I’m allowing God to craft who I am and I’m starting to trust him with the outcome. I’m trusting because I’m learning he doesn’t want me to be that guy either. God has created each of us uniquely. He points out areas that aren’t healthy. He celebrates the parts that are distinctly you. He enjoys the small idiosyncrasies of you. He is not interested in cookie cutter followers but welcomes diversity. However, it’s up to you and me to trust him in the process. And believe me, knowing God is certainly a process.

So, I’m going to try out the blue tooth. I’m going to trust God in the process. I’m going to trust that he is not going to turn me into that guy. I, the Kyle Reynolds full of doubts, questions, and quirks will get to know God. Care to join me?