There may be occasions you see me and I am laughing and chatting comfortably with my peers. Floating around a room interacting with people around me with comfort and ease.
I am not an extrovert.
I want time alone…need to be alone with myself. I internalize most of the struggles I face and rarely ask for help, I need to be checked on as I will almost never reach out for support.
I am not an introvert.
I am often uncomfortable meeting new people or being in environments with many unfamiliar faces.
I am not shy.
I can be crazy…and loud…and wound right up, and sometimes plain wild.
I am not hyper.
I can put my feelings aside and look through an objective lens and push through to practical ends.
I am not hard.
I cry at commercials and feel so deeply when I watch and read things that I am forced to turn it off for it causes me physical discomfort.
I am not sensitive.
I have a quick mind and think on me feet, my mind is always racing with thoughts and ideas that if I don’t deposit them somewhere will make me spin.
I am not fast.
I am trying to get healthy and eat well, be strong.
I am not a health nut.
Sometimes I don’t like to go out and prefer to sit on the couch and not move for hours in the evening.
I am not lazy.
I work hard, and enjoy my work, and I have for most of my working life been self employer, and I like that.I am not an entrepreneur.
My kids are in my mind every moment of the day and considered in every decision I make.
I am not a mother.
I am NOT these things…I am ALL these things. I am shy and loud, I am withdrawn and social, I sensitive and hard, I am strong and weak, I am work and home. I am all of it and none of it. I am a daughter of Christ. I will celebrate ALL He made me to be. The things I know and the things I am yet to discover.
God did not make us a personality type. He made us a soul, a spirit and heart in His image. Such an intricate creation with details that we can not even being to imagine to understand.
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. Psalm 139:13-16 ESV
People will expect us to be or act a certain way because ‘that is who we are’. If we listen to them we run the risk of missing God’s big picture and tapestry of who He planned us to be. The only thing more upsetting to me than someone not striving to be more, do more and explore more of who they are because the world has labelled them a certain kind of person, is that person doing it to themselves. You are NOT who you think you are or need to be..you are God’s.
Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us. To him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. 3:20-21 ESV
Ladies, although it can be helpful to understand your tendencies and preferences of our personalities. God – the creator of every detail, every precise cell, and grand expanse created you. He does not want you to be stuffed into a personality type or boxed in by what people assume you have always been.
“I know that You can do all things, And that no purpose of Yours can be thwarted.” Job 42:2
Instead choose who God wants you and needs you to be. Never stop believing that He can do great works in you. Sometimes God will call you to be exactly who you are not. He designed you to be His.
And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect. Romans 12:2
Remember the only definition you ever need of who you are is: a Daughter of Christ loved and designed by the Grand Creator who knows you better than you will ever know yourself