Thursday, October 17, 2013

ESFP or ENFP


ESFP or ENFP. A week ago we took the Meyers Briggs exam. I test as an ESFP but I feel I relate more to the ENFP when I was reading the descriptions of each one.  But I am not sure so in reality I probably am an ESFP. I am borderline between the S and N. I thought is the retreat was very informative. I recommend everyone should take a Meyers Briggs test to learn more about yourself. They have free ones online. I thought it was a very fun seminar. I even googled both personality types ESFP and ENFP when I got home to read more about each one.
ENFP
Warmly enthusiastic, high-spirited, ingenious imaginative. Able to do almost anything that interests. Quick with a solution for any difficulty and ready to help anyone with a problem Often rely on ability to improvise instead of preparing in advance. Can usually find a compelling reasons for what ever he wants.
ESFP 
Outgoing, easygoing, accepting, friendly, enjoys everything and makes things more fun for others by their enjoyment. Likes sports and making things happen. Know what's going on and joins in gladly. Remembering facts easier than mastering theories. Best in situations that need sound common sense and practical ability with people and things. 


On Sunday Preston decided to leave. I felt kind of bummed out but I know he is doing the right thing. He was my roommate last year and he is a great guy. But he has been miserable this year so far He is only 27 and I think he needs to go and explore life more.
Thursday was a good day. I went for a walk along the lake and sat there for a while sitting in silence with the water rolling up onto the beach. It was a very peaceful afternoon. I went for a walk on the grass and said screw it I’m going to run as hard as I can. I don’t care about me knee. I took off my sandals and sprinted. It was the best thing I could have done. It felt freeing. I was running then cutting hard at 45-degree angles from side to side then 90-degree angles. I felt great. I tried to do figure runs with the twisting of the knee but my knee isn’t ready for that. Then the next day a little soreness but not too bad. I’m so glad to be running again. I’m going to try and enjoy this amazingly warm October weather as long as possible.
 This is Nick who is Dave's youngest kid. He loves bouncing on this red donkey. Easily entertained
 The leaves are changing color and are starting to fall. The weather is slowly dropping
I'm with Jason and his wife Michelle which most of the Soccer guys from SMU attended in St. Joseph Michigan

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Where is God

I went down to Evanston for 4 continuing education classes. It was great seeing some of my old coworkers, students, teachers. However a part of me felt I was missing out on something. It brought back a lot of good memories. Yet at the same time I knew I didn't belong there. I felt kinda torn. One of the speakers talked about a case study. a 23 year old male who was miss diagnosed. He has a rare leukemia and there is nothing they can do. He probably only has about 6 months left. I am sitting there thinking where is the justice. WHere are you God? I know bad things happen all the time but for some reason I was struggling with this one. I know babies die and people are starving to death. I know the world is not fair. How could I tell this person that God loves them. I am sure they would respond, "How can you tell me that God loves me? Why would God do this to me?" I don't think GOd is punishing him or anyone. It is just a part of life. I would ask why not me. How come I am not the one with Leukemia. Would I have the peace inside me that my life was going to end in 6 months or sooner. 
I am reading this book called He Leadeth me. It is by Walter Ciszek a Jesuit priest form America who went o do missionary work in Poland. Well WW2 started and he got sent to Russia and was in a 6ft x 10ft cell with no windows a poop bucket and is let out only for interrogation. They interrogated him for a whole year and he had one day of weakness and signed something that said he was a spy from the Vatican even though it was not true. His punishment was 15 years of Manual labor in Siberia. He would shovel for 15 hours a day. How does one not give up on life? Why would one want to deal with the pain and suffering everyday. He said, that he decided to completely surrender to God. If they wanted to kill him then so be it. He was at peace once he put his entire trust in God. In fact he thought it was God's mission for him to work hard everyday in the camps. He believed what he was doing in the camp was to help humanity and that what is what God wanted. He was at peace. Others accused him as helping the communists but he said no I am here to help God. How does one have such deep faith and totally give up one's life to God. I don't know how to do it. I say that I am giving up control but am I really? I guess that is why they call it faith.
 This is the Scalabrini sisters from Chicago and Gladson who is an Augustinian novice. We had a retreat in Racine on Family systems. It was mostly about your interaction with the different members in your family and the role every one in the family plays. The birthing order can play a big role in all families. I am the second born and the baby of the family so most of the time I feel responsible for the stability in the family structure. They can feel the pain or tension related to the intensity of an unresolved conflict in the family. They can also collect other's feelings and tensions as if they were there own. And the list goes on and on. However not every one fits every exact mold. But there are many other aspects that get affected like culture and environment.
 Dave, Patric and I went to see the Brewers get there butts kicked by the cubs
 I met this guy named Rob from Fairmont Minnesota and he is a big vikings fan as well He is also into mountain biking. THis view is from the top of the roof of the apartment complex he lives in.
This is Clare who is Dave's daughter. She wanted my helga horns so I gave them to her for the day. Her dad is a huge Packers fan. Infact t was a Packer's party and I was the stand out Viking sheep. Luckily both teams lost.