A friend of mine is all about the Myers-Briggs testing. It was great to find out what my personality type was. However, when I googled it, I was saddened.
You see, I am an INTJ. Though I fully agree with the assessment, 100%, I really didn’t care for the images that popped up. The crazy thing is, I even agree with the images because I totally relate to it. Apparently, I’m in the group of mad scientists and evil masterminds.
Why not just masterminds and scientists? Why mad and evil? Well, here’s why. Which kinds of people do you think would be more caring, empathetic, and nice: introvert or extrovert? Extrovert, right?
What about between sensing things (that is, real life stuff, practicalities, experiences) and intuition (that is, concepts, theories, and ideas)? More sensing, yes?
Okay. How about between feelings and thinking? Most often people don’t want to know someone is thinking good things about them more than they’re doing nice things for them.
And lastly, perceiving (flexible, responsive, spontaneous) and judging (order, task-oriented, planned)? Basically, people would want someone to respond to their needs instead of being met with “not right now”.
So, you see? INTJ’s don’t seem to be the nicest and caring people. Not that we’re not. A lot of people think I’m a very good guy. But, honestly, it seems sometimes, that I have to make an effort to be nice, open, welcoming, etc.
Yes, an effort.
As a guy who loves the Bible and studying about Jesus, I got to thinking about Jesus and my role as his follower. I began reading the gospels over again and finding places where I can relate to. And it seemed the only time I could relate to Jesus was when he’d leave the people who were chasing after him so he could just get away and rest.
And I thought, “My personality type has to be the most challenging of all types to want to be like Jesus”. I want my space! I want to do my own thing. I don’t want to hear someone talk about their issues. If someone wants help, they’ll have to wait!
If I had it my way, I’d prefer to only drawing up plans on how to help people. But doing it in real life, with real people. Uuggghhhh. That is not the abundant life.
And that is when I recognize I really need Jesus. I need Jesus to empower me with his Spirit, because without him I will resist his call. I need the mind of Jesus, because without it I’d get lost in my mental world. I need the heart of Jesus, because without it, I just won’t care.