on learning who you are.

It’s freeing to understand who you are.


If you’ve ever taken a personality test (like Meyers-Briggs)-- you know the insatiable satisfaction in reading a description of you. You nod-- yes, yes, yes-- to scenarios and traits that you thought made you crazy only to be deeply realized.


If you know Meyers-Briggs, I’m an INFJ-- an introvert often misinterpreted as an extrovert. Creative and emotional- living in a world in my head. My childhood obsession with planning out of my life on sheets of notebook paper now aligned with a personality trait that is future oriented, one that craves to plan and know the future, that feels anxiety with uncertainty, that craves to plan and know the future instead of resting in the Lord.


It’s freeing to understand who you are.


The last day of summer break I wanted to go sit by the lake and finish my book (and cry about it) all by myself. So that’s what I did. You’re allowed to do the weird thing that brings light to your soul. It’s a relief to realize I don’t have to go to festivals or bars or parties to have fun-- that solitude and sunshine are all that my own self needs to find joy sometimes.


It’s freeing to understand who you are.


And doubly beautiful to have friends that understand how you work as well. True, loyal friends have been the best part of twenty-five-- having raw conversations with friends of ten years that have seen you at your worst and still see you for your best potential. That are still along on the ride of becoming the better version of yourself-- and you for them.


It’s freeing to understand who you are.


If you haven’t found that freedom, fight for it. You deserve to stand boldly in the personality you’ve been bestowed upon by a God who giggles at the variances in humankind’s desires and loves the way we delight in a field of bright wildflowers.


Find that freedom and find yourself, you deserve it.