The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge; my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
Yesterday I told somebody that I wasn’t a leader when she suggested I lead the Bible Study that night. But thinking about it, I realize that I am a leader. I’m that take-charge person who talks for a group, who keeps things moving briskly along, who keeps everybody on-task and going in the right direction. I’m confident in what I think most of the time; although often I present myself as deferential or cringing, what I believe I advocate firmly and unwaveringly. Over the years my problem has been listening – or rather, not listening to others. In a marriage, though, you need to have the ability to listen and compromise, not just charge ahead confidently. So I’m also learning to shut my mouth and really hear what other people think and what they want as well.
I find it interesting that the image I prefer to project – one of shyness and reservation – really isn’t my personality at all. I am shy around strangers, but in group projects of people I don’t know I still tend to be the one who keeps everybody on track. Why would I project one image and really have a personality different from that?
Incredibly enough, walking aroung today I have seen four out-of-state license plates! This comes after a long hiatus of New England plates only.
– KF –