Posted on April 13, 2009 · 8 Comments
Here's the thing, I'm a first born. Oldest of 3 kids and the only girl. I would say that my brothers and I all fit the typical birth order stereotypes pretty well. For the first half of my life I was content with being me; bossy, opinionated, organized, detailed, and so on.
As I got older I realized that some of the traits are not so much fun to have. Group assignments always found me stuck with the majority of the work because everyone knew I was good to get it done. Friends shied away from talking to me because my opinion was spoken with force instead of love. Work found me tackling the sorts of projects no one else wanted to do because I could solve the problem and figure out the details.
Internally, I longed to be the cheerleader. The popular girl. The homecoming queen. (Though in the spirit of full disclosure I was a homecoming princess, but I swear it was a fluke.) :)
As I am now a bit older, and hopefully wiser, I am learning the fine art of balance. Oh, it's so hard! But it is getting easier.
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This is a summary of what I learned on my internet "vacation"...
I don't have to be the first born anymore.
Jesus is the first born and He's got all the bases covered for me. I don't have to do more than what's in front of me at this very moment. And I don't have to "look good" for anyone but Him.
Can I get an Amen?!?!
As I got older I realized that some of the traits are not so much fun to have. Group assignments always found me stuck with the majority of the work because everyone knew I was good to get it done. Friends shied away from talking to me because my opinion was spoken with force instead of love. Work found me tackling the sorts of projects no one else wanted to do because I could solve the problem and figure out the details.
Internally, I longed to be the cheerleader. The popular girl. The homecoming queen. (Though in the spirit of full disclosure I was a homecoming princess, but I swear it was a fluke.) :)
As I am now a bit older, and hopefully wiser, I am learning the fine art of balance. Oh, it's so hard! But it is getting easier.
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This is a summary of what I learned on my internet "vacation"...
I don't have to be the first born anymore.
Jesus is the first born and He's got all the bases covered for me. I don't have to do more than what's in front of me at this very moment. And I don't have to "look good" for anyone but Him.
Can I get an Amen?!?!
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AMEN! I've missed you, friend. So glad you are back.
AMEN. :-)
Glad your back Casey!
Hello Ms. Casey!
As a first born myself, I think that's a great way to look at it!
Well said... and (as requested) Amen!
Casey's back! Woot! Missed you, girl.
We all sort of get stuck in our own little birth order stereotype, don't we? For me it's the second born, phlegmatic, indecisive girl - and believe me, that definitely comes with some more undesirable traits as well. :)
I'm SLOWLY realizing that I don't have to look good for anyone but Him, either...amen!!
I still love you just the same. P.S. I'm back in the blogging world. You should have received an invite :) Love & Miss ya girl!
You get an amen from me! I'm a firstborn to a fault. And like you, I'm learning that I don't have to be one all the time. But sometimes is ok, right?
Wow, I love that Casey. I love how you said that Jesus is the Firstborn...He's got it covered. That's so awesome, what a reminder for anything that we strive to be and perfect, Jesus has it covered, whatever it is!