I’m an ESFJ

I finally got to ride bikes with my friend Nancy the other evening (for the first time in several weeks) and we always talk while we pedal the rolling miles away. We were chatting this day about different challenging aspects of our lives (the normal topic of conversation besides food) and she told me I’m an ESFJ. Actually, she informed me of this before when I told her I was learning about DISC personality profiles. It’s very interesting that she can peg what type of personality I am. You can read more about me here (and it’s VERY accurate) – http://www.personalitypage.com/ESFJ.html.

I’m the type of gal who despises conflict and loves peace. I avoid confrontation at all costs (most of the time…the other day, my sister pointed out someone’s facebook post that really irked me and then warned me not to comment because she knows I’m “passionate”). But, in a way, I feel that makes me two faced. I feel like I really try to make most people in this world happy, but that’s about impossible, isn’t it? I’m always afraid I’m going to make someone mad or hurt their feelings, but sometimes I do wish I had a touch more of “no care” like some folks I know.

I hope to raise my son as a sensitive guy that can stand up for himself, but not hurt others by being abrasive. I don’t want him to be bullied, but I definitely don’t want him BEING a bully either.

So, what to take away from this? There’s a balance – don’t let folks run over you because you’re too tied up in trying to be nice, but don’t hurt other’s feelings by being a hateful butt and saying everything that comes to mind! 🙂


This little light of mine

When Ezra, my son, is upset or grumpy, I sing “This little light of mine” to him and it always puts him in a good mood. He starts smiling and cooing and it’s only that one particular song that does it for him. I don’t even know why I started singing it to him, but it really is something to watch his mood change so quickly.

When you’re little and singing that song, you really don’t understand what the “light” is – or at least, I didn’t (that I remember). Now that I sing it as an adult, I “get” it. It does make me stop and think, “Am I really letting my light shine like I should?” If you catch me hiding my light, bring it to my attention, ok?

Take a minute and ponder if you’re letting your light shine, too…

This little light of mine,
I’m gonna let it shine.

Hide it under a bushel, NO!
I’m gonna let it shine.

Won’t let satan “woof” it out,
I’m gonna let it shine.

Let it shine till Jesus comes,
I’m gonna let it shine.

Let it shine, let it shine, all the time.

What “tags” are we missing?

My son Ezra has had this infant seat his entire 4 1/2 month life – he loves it. It has this giraffe and elephant that hang down so he can reach and grab them. I’ve watched him evolve over the past several months – at first, just sitting in the chair, then reaching out for the animals and now he grabs them and studies them carefully. A few days ago, he discovered something that I had even overlooked – there is a tag hanging to the right of his elephant. A little, fabric tag that gives instructions on how to care for the chair. All this time, neither of us had noticed it, and now that’s the first thing he reaches for.

It led me to wonder how many “tags” we miss in our daily lives. How often do we see the same BIG things and miss the small, less obvious items in our lives? One example I can think of is rainbows…when it’s pouring the rain, do you complain or do you try to find the rainbow? Another example are the quiet people in our lives that we bypass daily because the more friendly our outgoing person is easier to see.

I challenge you to stop and think about the “tags” you are missing out in your own life…

On a totally unrelated note, someone has put a flea collar on our cat! Saturday morning, I fed him and he had no flea collar. Then, Saturday evening, on our way out the driveway, here comes Shady with a flea collar on! Kind of made me feel like a bad pet owner, but I appreciate the neighbor that took it upon themselves to do that. 🙂

In the beginning…

…I believe I’m having a divine calling to start a blog, so here we go. I’ve felt this way for quite some time, but I have no idea what will come of it. There is a sign on my living room wall that states “Because Nice Matters” and I truly believe that. 

During my daily commute, I think of and see so many things. The past two days, I’ve seen TWO different people littering, which is not “nice”. If you’ve ever done garbage pick up, you know what I’m talking about. If you’ve never done trash pick up, you need to schedule a time to do that. First of all, to help the environment and community. Secondly, it will give you a new outlook on chucking stuff out the window!

So, be nice to ol’ Mother Earth. She surely is amazing thanks to our Creator spending a whole week putting her together. 🙂  While you’re at it, be nice to those around you. My tip for the day… next time you go to a restaurant, instead of demanding “Give me…”, take a moment, smile at the order-taker and ask them how they’re doing. Then, ask “May I please have…” or “I’d like…”. See what a difference it makes in their demeanor and your day. Image