Owning It

Here’s a great blog from Introvert, Dear on Owning Your Introversion: 12 Ways to Own Your Introversion

Number 4 is Leave when you want to.

I want to leave.  Leave my job.  Owning my introversion means taking responsibility for my own happiness.  And this job doesn’t make me happy.  It makes me miserable.  In my “role” as a manager, I’m expected to be a take-charge outgoing socializer.  Not happening.

I heard about this book, Never Eat Alone, and just about freaked.  I almost had a panic attack when I saw it in the bookstore.  That’s what I mean.  I can’t even handle the idea of going to lunch with a new person every day just to be successful in my job.

Time to leave this party.

So, I have been thinking about early retirement. But, I have a big obstacle.  Huge!

The company I work for has a tradition of throwing big blowout parties for anyone who retires, with catered food, speeches, balloons, and all the retiree’s relatives that they can convince to show up.

I can’t face retirement because I’m terrified of the party.

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Random Thoughts on Training

Rev. Moon says, “There is no substitute for training. Don’t depend on miracles to bring about restoration. We also need training–not random training, but well planned and practical training.” He goes on to say that, “It is training that makes an army efficient and feared by its enemies.” From: Single Mindedness at the Risk of Your Life.

A co-worker gave me American Sniper for Christmas. This quote is what came to mind as I was reading the chapters on Navy SEAL training. Efficient and feared indeed. It was those stories of SEAL training that motivated me to get my sorry butt in gear and get in shape this year.

My usual routine would have been to take a rest day, but these thoughts motivated me to get out and walk anyway.


My intention was just to walk, but longer thatimage usual. The these stairs started calling my name. I went up and down three flights of stairs to get my heart rate up.

I walked a total of 3.25 miles in just over an hour. (My pedometer app says I set a record with a total of 12,414 steps today.)

I concentrated on gratitude and appreciating nature, the ocean, the sky the birds. I always enjoy watching pelicans skimming the leading edge of the waves. I always hope to see the diving for fish.

Amazingly, a bunch of them started diving just opposite my position. Out of a two-mile stretch of beach, they started diving just near me.  Synchronicity. Just as I got to the pier, a guy on a bike started hollering and pointing,”Wales! See the spouts?” He must have had sharp eyes, because they were pretty far offshore, but sure enough, there were several whale spouts out in the offing.

I’m glad I made the effort to go out this morning. I felt really blessed all day.



Where you don’t want to be on the Stairway to Heaven.

Someone posted a question on Facebook recently: “What question about the bible would you really like have answered?” When I first seriously read the new testament the summer I turned eighteen, I was surprised by the Jesus that I met through the Gospels.  He said a lot of challenging things that made me uncomfortable or plain-and-simply scared me to death.

Sometimes we treat the Bible like comfort food for the soul.  We prefer the nice, loving Jesus to the scary challenging Jesus.  We would rather hear, “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest,” Matthew 11:28 (ESV) instead of “For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake will find it.” Matthew 16:25 (ESV).

Spiritual comfort food has its place, but we need to face the challenging stuff if we want to grow in faith.  (I’d love to hear what Bible verse challenges you the most, and how you came to terms with it.)

Here is the challenging verse that has bothered me since my conversion in 1974:  Why did Jesus said about John the Baptist, “Truly, I say to you, among those born of women there has arisen no one greater than John the Baptist. Yet the one who is least in the kingdom of heaven is greater than he.”  Matthew 11:11 (ESV).

I keep imagining the stairway to heaven that ends at the threshold of the Pearly Gates. The poor soul who is least in the Kingdom of Heaven is standing just inside the gate.  He barely squeaked in past St. Peter and his big book.  Then there’s John the Baptist, standing on the stairs, just below the gates.  He wants to get in, but can’t because he is less than the least, less than that guy over there, just inside the gate.

John the Baptist must have made a pretty imposing figure, in his camel-hair suit, leather belt and fiery sermons.  Aside from Mary, Elizabeth, Simeon and Anna, John was among the first to recognize Jesus as the anointed one.  He was the first to publicly testify that Jesus was the Lamb of God,

“The next day he saw Jesus coming toward him, and said, “Behold, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world!” John 1:29 (ESV)  “And I have seen and have borne witness that this is the Son of God.” John 1:34 (ESV)

Most Christians would love to have been there in John the Baptist’s sandals, giving that testimony.  You’d think that would earn you a seat pretty near the top tier of the Kingdom of Heaven.

So how did John the Baptist, the greatest born of woman, end up less than the least, outside the gates of heaven?

In Matthew 5:19, Jesus defines who is least in the kingdom of heaven. 

“Therefore whoever relaxes one of the least of these commandments and teaches others to do the same will be called least in the kingdom of heaven, but whoever does them and teaches them will be called great in the kingdom of heaven.”  

That’s pretty serious stuff.  So what did John the Baptist do that made him less than the least?  

Maybe John’s mistake was that he knew Jesus was the messiah, but turned his back on Jesus and went his own way, somehow thinking his path was more important. John’s disciples were reportedly at odds with Jesus’s disciples.  Only two of John’s followers (Andrew and one other) joined up with Jesus.  John had ample opportunity to testify to Herod about Jesus, but Herod knew nothing about Jesus, thinking that John had resurrected.  It seems to me that John the Baptist missed the salvation boat and led all of his own followers away from Jesus at the crucial moment.  Instead of leading his people to salvation, he led them astray.  Could I be right?

Have you ever noticed?

Complainers are blamers. Complainers don’t take responsibility. It’s always someone else’s fault.

People who step up and take responsibility never complain. They don’t have time to blame anyone. They are too busy fixing things or making things happen.

Playing the blame game is a waste of time. By the time you figure out who to blame a responsible person could have fixed the problem already.

The Paradox of Blessings
Everyone wants to receive blessings. Blessings are the same as wishes on a star, but they come from God. To receive a blessing you have to ask Him first.

God usually says, “OK, take responsibility for . . . this.”
You say, “What? Where’s my blessing?”
Like He didn’t hear you, He repeats, “Take responsibility for . . . this.”

Eventually you say, “Yes,” because He’s God, and your conscience agrees with Him. It’s only after taking responsibility for God’s assignment that you realize, “Hey! I’ve been really blessed by this responsibility.”  (He’s tricky that way.)

Then you feel this awesome gratitude.

So way back in the beginning (Genesis) God gave the first man and woman three awesome blessings.  To be fruitful (mature, responsible and loving sons & daughters). multiply (create wonderful families full of amazing and awesome love), and have dominion over all things on Earth (loving, caring peaceful dominion).

The God does something weird, He asks them to be responsible, not to eat that fruit (before it’s ripe).  But something goes wrong, and they eat that forbidden fruit (before it is ripe).  Suddenly everyone is pointing fingers and blaming each other.  The man, the woman and the serpent.  Instead of the three wonderful blessings, they received three curses.  And humanity has been pointing fingers and blaming each other ever since.

It’s not a failure to communicate, it’s a failure to take responsibility.

Something failed? Someone didn’t take responsibility.

Remember what I said about blaming others being a big waste of time? We have wasted 6,000 years or more on the blame game, and we are still no closer to God’s world of blessings and love than when we started.

God still has those three awesome blessings wrapped up and ready to give to us.  We just have to ask for His blessings, and take responsibility for our lives and for each other.

Stop wasting time on blame.  Ask for your blessings.  Take responsibility.  I dare you.  

God will bless you.