The re:gen book asked for my first impression of the inventory process. Usually, I find narrowing down my response difficult. I can write thousands of words in minutes, but summaries slay me. Today, not so much. In a word:
In a few more words:
NO NO NO NO NO
I don’t want to leave it there. Someday, some unsuspecting person might fall onto my blog. Maybe they’ll find it because they’re starting re:gen and want to get an idea what it’s like. Maybe they’ll find me when the group starts whispering about inventory. And I don’t want to scare anyone away. Heck, I’ll probably be the one who sent them here. Having survived, I’ll look back at this post and chuckle wisely. So let me clarify.
Just kidding. But seriously, I’m not looking forward to this. And to make matters worse, a storm came through last night and caused us to shut down the church on the very evening we were supposed to be trained to do inventory. Trained and encouraged, which I NEEDED.
If you’re an enneagram person, let me explain by giving you my number.
If you’re not an enneagram person, let me explain what it means to be a one. I need order. I need to know how to do a thing correctly before I can do the thing. I’m driven by a need to make things better. Straighter. Cleaner. PERFECT. Hence, the re:gen journey. I’m doing re:gen to work on perfectionism. And now I’m supposed to start the one part of the experience that kept me from signing up long ago … without training?
I’ve never felt so connected to Bill Murray in my life.
If you haven’t seen Groundhog Day, I judge you. Don’t worry, I’ll beat myself up for it in my inventory.
I see you. The more I learn about you, the more I like you. You’re a uniquely talented writer, and one of the most multi-faceted people I know. I love when I get a quick hug from you at church, or we’re running between houses for a leisurely cup of coffee and food conversation. I hope one day you’ll learn to like you as much as I do.
Thank you, Linda. That means the world to me! This process is grueling, but I know I’ll get through it. I’m so grateful that God put you in my life and that you’re willing to walk beside me.
I can always count on you to laugh with me!
I have to fight the urge to save you. You know I am here if you need me but I believe God’s timing is perfect. We often find ourselves in the mess rather than the easy times. Maybe the training being delayed was exactly what was supposed to happen.
I wondered if that was the case, actually. The irony of being there for the reason I am and then being challenged in that exact way. God is so clever, after all.