Multiple Choice Personality

I recently took the Meyers Briggs test again. Several years ago when I took it said I was ENFP.  Extrovert, Intuitive, Feeling, Perceiving.

The info given seemed pretty accurate at the time.

When I took the test the other day I came up INFP. I went from being an extrovert to being an introvert. In one sense this is not such a big deal- my score as an extrovert several years ago was pretty close to the middle and my score now as an introvert is pretty close to the middle.

Somehow it still causes me to see myself differently. I have a  list of some of the main characteristics of all of the personality types and I find it interesting how much more I identify with the INFP than I do with the ENFP. So the shift is possibly not superficial but goes deeper into the ways I have been changed in the last few years. Continue reading “Multiple Choice Personality”

Beloved, listen to me

Yesterday morning I spent some time reading Isaiah. For some reason this is the main thing I read when I read the Bible.

I’m drawn to Isaiah.
I find myself identifying with him, craving the words there to be spoken to me and also,  I’ll be honest, I find myself a bit confused sometimes. I used to struggle with making his words personal. I wanted to, but I often told myself,  “No, this was a long time ago and God was just speaking to Israel”, but there are actually many places in Isaiah where God speaks directly to those ‘outside’.

Here is what I read yesterday… Continue reading “Beloved, listen to me”

Words, Light and the Need for Sleep

Word and light.

Jesus has been called both.

I cannot speak life giving words or hold out sight giving light without being closely connected – INTIMATE – with the one who is The Word and the Light of the world.

(Just last night I was talking to God about intimacy with Him. I asked Him how I might have this since it is a real and ongoing need but it is also so often elusive.)

This morning I woke up after the usual disturbing dreams and felt okay. The room was clean and a new day was ahead but also my head was foggy and I felt really tired. Shower, coffee, breakfast and then down to the big room for worship with the whole base.
This time of worship was a bit too intense for me…. Continue reading “Words, Light and the Need for Sleep”

Telling the story

Telling the story. That is the point of this school I am doing. How do I tell the story? Also? What story do I tell? I often tell  the stories of my friends through photography or I tell stories with words about things that happen in my life. In class today we heard about William Wilberforce who worked most of his adult life to end the slave trade. He used many media tools to to help abolish this powerful and awful industry…. Continue reading “Telling the story”

On You Mark, Get Set…..

It is, like WAY easier to write a blog post than it is to pare down to what will fit in my car and pack it all.

You know?

So before I dive in today, I thought I would write a post to bolster my courage…. Continue reading “On You Mark, Get Set…..”

Woman! WHOA man.

Finishing off time with family right now- we’re flying down I90 in the RV. Sarah and Jill sit up front listening to music a few years newer than what we heard on the way to Idaho. Right now it’s the soundtrack to So I Married An Axe Murderer. Where do bands get names like “Toad the Wet Sprocket”?

Everyone is pretty “done”.

I feel done but I’m trying to mentally prepare myself for the 10 days I have left in Washington. I already feel like I’ve set out in a boat by myself and am heading out to sea… excited for the adventure, longing to share it, missing home.

Here is what I will attempt to accomplish in the next 10 days: Continue reading “Woman! WHOA man.”

Threesday

Writing a note to someone who asked how I was doing, I realized I’m sitting in front of a large group of threes.
3 shifts left at Starbucks (Saturday is my last day working there)
3 years is how long I have worked at Starbucks
3 weeks until I leave for Colorado (I’m shooting for September 10th)
3 months of being a student in a YWAM school (called The School of Missions Communication)
33 is my age
3:30 is when I have to be at work today
$3,000 is how much money I will need for the 3 months of school

I like this kind of list because it makes me feel like stuff is important and meaningful in a way that is bigger than me.
Does that even make sense?

What are the 3’s happening in your life?

The fence between Solitude and Loneliness

Solitude is a good thing, right? I think so. I think it’s possible to find solitude when I am not alone but what happens when I’m alone is the interesting thing because it seems to happen so rarely.

There is always the possibility, in this alone kind of solitude that things will turn south towards loneliness.  Is this the point when you know you should reach out to others? What if it’s the middle of the night and you just can’t sleep?

Last night I was in this very situation….. Continue reading “The fence between Solitude and Loneliness”

Consider the Lily

Yesterday I spoke at church. It was just a few minutes in each service, but I was still pretty nervous before hand. I did okay in the first service, really good in the second service and then by the third service I seemed to lose my focus and just kind of stumbled through the information. Sorry, third service people. Thanks, Pastor Pat for laughing at the joke I flubbed.
Today I feel good to be on the other side of something that I was nervous about. You know?

So not only is today Monday, but it is also the first day of August. My Last Month Before Leaving Washington. Also my last month before arriving in Colorado Springs. I can see it from both sides…. Continue reading “Consider the Lily”

Trying something new

It would be over done for me to make some another joke  about the karate kid in my telling of  The Day I Waxed My Car.

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So here’s what’s fun about this day. I am not, generally a person who “does” things. You know? Like make a to-do list and then check things off? I don’t really do that. I occasionally make lists and I occasionally do things but rarely do I finish (or even start, for that matter) projects like waxing a car.
What single woman in her 30’s waxes her car?
Also, it turns out that using both of your hands (like in that movie) really is where it’s at… I mean- my forearms were burning, like, immediately. You gotta spread the work out evenly… Continue reading “Trying something new”

The haze and high of Falling

Listen, basically I think a lot. I also talk, but much of the time I’m thinking. Sometimes I think in circles but I seem to be getting better about recognizing  when my thinking is unproductive and I attempt to stop thinking about whatever that things is… like the rubiks cube when you start to sweat and use cuss words ( although I have never been that into solving a rubik’s cube). It’s just not worth the trouble- especially when most efforts become less fruitful when you’re frustrated.

So lately I’ve been thinking about “romantic love”. Not like, dreaming about it, thinking. Pondering…. Continue reading “The haze and high of Falling”

Spricht mit mir

I have all these random thoughts and bits… half started posts.. But I can’t seem to finish any of them, I think, because I need to talk about this stuff before I can have some tightly wrapped and tidy post about it all… So here’s what’s on my mind: Continue reading “Spricht mit mir”

Running headlong

I had a talk yesterday with Jessica about The Unknown.
Somehow the unknown used to seem less scary. Maybe I was naively optimistic about the possible outcomes. Now I am not quite a cynic, but I am more wary. Also I have learned how awesome it can be to be known and know others… to get good and comfortable in the familiar.

When I think about moving to Colorado sometimes I feel afraid. It’s very unknown and I will be leaving some pretty incredible people who have become so dear to me…. Continue reading “Running headlong”

The golden rule: or Who Made This Mess Anyway?

I often find Mondays difficult. For most people Monday means going back to work and they find that  hard. For me Monday is difficult because I often have it off.
Strange? Continue reading “The golden rule: or Who Made This Mess Anyway?”