Author: Brenda Rodgers

Okay, here’s the funny of the day, and this just happened today as I write this, but yesterday for all of you. My personality type is an INFJ. I just found out this about myself a few years ago, and it completely revolutionized my world. I love being an INFJ mainly because I finally have an explanation for my quirkiness which includes complete absent-mindedness at times, lacking in the common sense arena, and an overall scattered existence. Which also makes me accidentally leave groceries in the car when I get home from the grocery store. Not all of the groceries, but just a bag here or there.

Now if you knew my husband you would know that this kind of thing drives him completely out of his mind. I don’t know what his personality type is, but I do know that it’s not INFJ. Stong on the “I” – yes – but the others probably as opposite from me as you can get. He’s the math guy. The logical one. The one who barely says words much less writes them.

So anyway . . . today he sends me an email that says, “you know what’s not nice that I realized . . . I came home yesterday with some fresh eggs and they are still in my truck!!!!!!!”

I know I should have done the Jesus thing, but I so didn’t! Instead I told him God was serving him up some humble pie! And fortunately for me, I think he ate it!

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It’s the middle of the day on Friday, and I’m just sitting down to write you for the first time this week. Wow! It has been an unusual week for us around here, as normally our lives are pretty quiet and predictable, but this week we had the blessing of joy come into our home through my dear friend, Emily.

Emily and I met through (in)Courage when we served together as community group leaders for the single women’s group. We Skyped, we chatted, we prayed, and we became friends. So when she was coming to North Carolina for the Make It Happen Conference in Chapel Hill, it was only natural for her to extend her trip and us meet in person. She spend most of the week with us, and I cannot tell you how much joy she brought into our lives.

Let me tell you a little about Emily.

She’s who I wish I had been at 28 years old.

She is nine years younger than me. She is a single woman. She loves Jesus. She works with a non-profit organization for children with special needs. She leads a small group. She co-leads the (in)Courage single women’s group. She is passionate about creating community and a master at hospitality. She loves children. She desires marriage and children. She is a dreamer, leader, and encourager. God is revealing more and more of His purpose for her life a little each day. She is living a faithful and purposeful life, making her single years count for something bigger than herself.

I just love Emily.

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Did you know that turkeys (like the ones you eat at Thanksgiving) fly? And no, this isn’t the beginning of a joke even though now I can laugh about it, a little. Well, I didn’t know that turkeys fly until one flew into our windshield this past weekend as we headed home from Georgia. We were going full speed ahead on the interstate. If you’ve ever wanted to know what a flying turkey can do to your windshield, here’s a glimpse.

Praise God it wasn’t worse, we were able to get over without losing control or hitting any other cars, and we’re all okay. But boy! Nothing like a flying turkey coming at you!

So here’s to flying turkeys and another weekend! It’s been kinda quiet with the prayer requests the past few weeks, but I’m still praying for you! Leave your request or just an “unspoken” either in the comments or on the Facebook page.

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This week I shared with you this verse from Hebrews 11:1, “Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” And did you know that I  ended up having to heavily, very heavily, fall back on remembering this truth?

There are a few fears I have about writing for you here. One is that you’ll think I’m irrelevant because I’m not single anymore. Women who pretended to understand used to annoy me, too, and I don’t want to be one of them. The other is that you’ll think that just because I’m married my life is perfect. I used to think this too. There was no convincing me that someone’s married life was harder than mine. But the simply truth is that life doesn’t stop when you get married. It keeps being hard, and sometimes it gets harder.

I have a few current situations that I am praying Hebrews 11:1 over – heavy situations. Hebrews 11:1 hasn’t yet become a verse of the past. So today as you continue to reflect on Hebrews 11:1, I want you to know that you will always have things you’re hoping for – always – and there will always be things not seen. The reason for this is because we’re not in heaven yet. This is not our home. And our hearts will continue to cry out in homesickness until we go home. I do know how you feel. Not as a past memory but as a present sting. I’m praying for you this weekend. Please leave your requests below or on Facebook or Twitter. Even if it’s “unspoken”, I love to know your name.

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