I’m a 1 on the Enneagram. I like to be accurate, thorough, fair and objective. On good days I’m rational, orderly, principled. I have a strong internal critic that reminds me of what I should and shouldn’t do because I need to know what is expected of me so I can act accordingly and excel. Oh, and maybe I’m a tad perfectionistic.
Also as a 1, I have an almost compulsory habit of telling other people what I think is right — helping them avoid mistakes, right? (Not exactly how my husband sees that . . .)
Then I read in John 11, “But oddly, Jesus stayed where He was for two more days after He heard that Lazarus was sick . . .”
But oddly . . .
I don’t like that. I’m not a fan of things being odd. I don’t want Jesus doing odd things. I like orderly. I like rational. I like clear expectations. I like avoiding mistakes. I like people showing up on time.
Unfortunately, there’s been lots of oddness in my life lately.