Terminally unique?

I'm having problems settling in to my own life.

People around me seem to have no problem settling into their own lives.

They have their careers, their little routines and me?

I feel as if I am always seeking...

Take church for example.

Every week, I see people go to church. They settle in. They nod and they clap, they sing, they pray, and then they go home.

I can never seem to settle in at church. I'll hear something in a sermon and I'll think, "Now how can that be?". And then that one question will begat further questions and then all of those pesky questions will follow me home....

Or sometimes I'll see someone in such obvious pain that I begin to imagine that Christ is sitting next to them, his shoulder is touching theirs, and his hand is holding their hand. Sometimes, on those days, Christ follows me home too....

I guess for me, church just isn't a place I visit and then leave. I suppose this life, isn't something I just "settle in to" either.

I suppose that I will always be plagued by my own inner restlessness and questioning spirit. (Of course, "plagued" might be too strong of a word and too negative in its connotations. If nothing else, my life is rarely boring...ordinary maybe, but rarely boring.)

Doesn't anyone else ever feel this way?

Or am I terminally unique?