Sometimes we get stuck on the wrong step. That’s okay. The problem comes in when we decide that it’s impossible to climb. Which I suppose puts us back at the bottom. Sometimes though, the steps are far easier than we realize, we just have to put our minds to it. Which step have you reached today?
Wonderful post by a wonderful blogger. 🙂 I think this very issue causes so much confusion for people when they try to type themselves; leading to thinking that they’re both, or neither.
This is a great time to be an introvert. We see articles and books popping up all over the place defining introversion, listings wonderful qualities of introverts, and making sure the extroverts know that introverts are just as good (and dare we imply, better?) than them. Introverts Unite (separately)! Introvert Power!
But I wonder when reading some of these articles if we’ve done the extroverts a disservice. Are we introverts in danger of taking our quest for recognition as extroverts’ equals to the extreme of thinking we’re “better than them”? If people could ever be balanced in a quest for equality, it should be those who study type theory. The very fact that introversion and extroversion is hard-wired into our brains should tell us that not everyone thinks the same, and that’s okay.
So with that in mind, here’s a post for the extroverts. You’re awesome, too. Most of…
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Anyone else relate?
Beautiful thoughts from a wonderful blogger. Well worth the read. 🙂
All in good humor here, but I’ve now read several posts demanding to know what heaven is like, two actually from Violet, my atheist blogging buddy. It’s a good question, but one that gets people into all sorts of trouble trying to answer properly.
Heaven is an idea far too big for us to wrap our little brains around, we have nothing to really relate it too, we cannot make those neuronal connections, and our language completely eludes us. Language is so limited. There are things we have never seen, there is a nature of being we know nothing of. There are whole concepts at play that are so much bigger than us. Heaven defies even our own imaginations.
Once when I was a little girl, I heard heaven was like being an angel on a cloud playing harp music all day. I immediately took this to God and…
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What a good thought!
Love this. 🙂
I’m learning that life doesn’t always go according to plan. Newsflash, right? Maybe that’s what trust is all about… It’s not just about enjoying the good times, but about holding to faith even in the bad.
We don’t often know how this life is going to turn out, but we can have faith in a God who does. There are so many unpredictables. So many things that could go wrong, but also so many things that could go right.
I’m slowly learning to let go. I’ve held such a tight grip on my life for so long now. I suppose I grew up that way. I always had to be independent. I usually liked it, it worked well for me. But sometimes I wonder if that’s the best way.
I’ve learned to put so much faith and trust in myself that the idea of handing things over to God seems nearly unbearable. I learned today that I’ve been trying to form my own reality, one that isn’t quite in line with God’s.
I just want to make people happy, unfortunately, I’ve sacrificed some morals and values to do so. It’s torn me up for a long time now. I used to think that it was because I was confused. I didn’t know right from wrong. But I was wrong.
I deceived myself because the idea of admitting that I cannot control and dictate right from wrong was so…Â I don’t know what the word is. But I felt vulnerable. I thought that if I could pick and choose what I wanted to believe to be true, then maybe I could get away with it.
I really don’t know why I’m saying this right now. Maybe someone out there needs to hear it. If it’s you, I’m praying for you.
Now I’m left in a place wondering how I can ever bridge the gap I’ve created between me and God, but that’s wrong too. I don’t have the power to bridge that gap, only Jesus does.
Maybe that’s what trust is, it’s knowing that He is the only way. And He loves us.
I’ve put faith in my own power. I learned the lesson a long time ago that I am not strong enough, but in Him, there is strength. In the weak and hollow places, that’s where we can look up and find hope. The light is shining, but sometimes our own darkness is too safe, too familiar for us to want to see it.
I’m climbing out of the forest.
I saw this image earlier today on Sirius XM. It was such a perfect reminder for today. I hope it blesses you as it did me.
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