People say I'm strange, does that make me a stranger?

There are many days when I come to the horrible realization that I am utterly alone. I see, speak to, and interact with hundreds of people daily and yet by somewhat as result of my own choice I find myself alone. I do not merely mean that I don't feel loved, as someone who is really alone might say, but simply that I have yet to find anyone like me. I say this not to boast, nor present myself as super-human, as I am nothing without the grace, or should we say wrath, of God. After relentless and constant cogitation and petition to the Almighty as to where my place in society lies, I now know that my place is quite simply non-existent. Not that I am purposeless and thus useless, but quite the contrary I am so bursting with purpose that seclusion from that of the people is absolutely necessary. Since birth God as worked in me in ways that I still do not understand, He has given me a wisdom far beyond that of my peers, of which I am sure He intends on using for His purpose. Therefore I feel alone. I have never been like those around me and I have never met anyone with this blessing of a burden as which I carry. I can analyze people to death yet still find it nearly impossible to be me with them. I think it extremely strange that I myself am the strangest of strangers. I am certain that the celebration of my 100th birthday will most likely come before I and myself have completely introduced. I have never found anyone like me because I don't know what I am like. Therefore it is now my purpose to seek out those called, not merely to the work of God but to the life thus resulting, or to light the flame in them who have the fuse of burning passion and pursuit as I have. I want them to know God like I know Him, and there lies my motive for arising in the morning. It is my hope that this wisdom so imparted to me will not be wasted solely on myself but on he who it would make impact.
Oh God that I could awake the slumbering behemoth of unchained, relentless, effective teenage action that blossoms only as side-effects of your Love and Life flowing through them as you have so called me to accomplish.