I don’t think people do this very often, because they do not like to be exposed. But very lately I have been learning that it is okay for people to know who I am, and that I have faults. It is only by God’s grace that I can become more like Christ, and it is a long, long process. But He has begun a good work in me, and will continue it until it is finished. I am but clay in the Potter’s hands. So, if you happen to be into human psychology, this may interest you. Otherwise, feel free to go about your business, as this is probably going to be long and boring.
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I am an idealist. I set very high standards, both for myself and others. I have high goals. I am a visionary. I know how things should be, and I do what I can to make them that way.
I am a perfectionist. Because I have a keen sense of what is correct and what is incorrect, I am not truly satisfied with anything that is not the best it can be. I do not like to quit a project until it is as close to perfection as I can make it.
I am an artist. I am not satisfied with my creations unless they are as close a representation of reality as I can possibly make them. I generally hate art that is abstract.
I am a thinker. My thoughts often take precedence over my physical activity. I put so much energy into what I’m thinking, that I frequently lose consciousness of what is happening around me.
I am an introvert. I am content with a small number of close relationships. I do not put forth a great deal of effort to make new relationships or further develop more than a few of the relationships that I currently have. But I accept any that come to me.
I prefer one-on-one interaction. My inward-focused tendencies are exaggerated in large groups. I close up and content myself with listening in on other’s conversations, rather than instigating or participating in conversation myself.
I am loyal. I would never initiate the end of a relationship unless it were unhealthy or unwise. I try very hard to think the best of others, rather than focus on their negative qualities. I am easily won over.
I am a helper. I look for ways to make other’s burdens lighter. I am not always successful in providing adequate service, but I can’t live with myself if I don’t at least offer my assistance. I like to work behind the scenes. I do not need recognition for my work. My reward is seeing a task completed, and having the satisfaction of knowing I did a good job. I seek approval only to ensure that others are not displeased with my work.
I am a deep feeler. I can sense others’ emotions, and I am greatly affected by them. I cry when others cry. I laugh when others laugh. I often take on the characteristics of those around me. I don’t know if it’s because I want to relate to them, or because I think they will like me better if I am the same as they are.
I am insightful. I often view simple things as reflections of greater meaning or truth.
I am sensitive. Soft rebuke is as effective to me as heavy punishment. I don’t take criticism well, but I desperately need it to keep me on track. I am crushed when I feel that I have disappointed someone. I am hard on myself when I fail to live up to my own standards.
I am temperamental. I am easily provoked, and not easily calmed down once I am angry. I have tendencies to hold grudges, and bear resentment and bitterness. Forgiving others does not come naturally to me, though I always forgive in the end.
I have a deep appreciation of music. I feel music. I crave music, I cannot abide without it. If I am not listening to music, there is always a song playing in my mind.
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That’s all I have for now. It really does one good to write all of this down. Ahh, the strange complexity of human life.
