Monday, October 29, 2012

Alpha Female

I stumbled upon a phrase I was not familiar with until yesterday morning at church.  And since then, the phrase has latched onto me...

"Alpha Female"

When I first heard it, my heart skipped a beat.  I felt liberated.

The Alpha Male, I've heard of.  The leader of the pack.  I've never heard of the Alpha FEMALE however.

The description and character traits I've run into (thanks to Google) are many I can relate with, but have felt ashamed or defective because of them.  Although not every single character trait fits, there are enough to say, "Yup, that's me alright." I've also been raised in a culture where women were seen as rude or bitchy if we were anything like an alpha female.  And I honestly don't blame those who consider us rude and bitchy, because we can too easily default into that when our alpha female isn't being reigned in by love and gentleness.  I wonder if that is something which must be passed onto through modeling seen in action by other alpha females.  When we aren't familiarized with respecting strong boundaries of those around us, especially authority figures, it's hard to come by doing that, given our nature of being alpha females.  That isn't an excuse for not doing it.  It's just a helpful explanation.

God made me this way.  He wired me like this, I am not defective.  I have a sinful nature though that wants to run the show, instead of surrendering to God and allowing Him to tame my alpha female.  Not shame; tame.  Big difference.

No wonder I tend to find myself drawn to other women like this.  Alpha females tend to need one another, we are one of a kind and need the support and camaraderie of other alpha females.  I'm on the lookout for these...they are an exquisite gift.





Friday, October 26, 2012

Monday, October 22, 2012

Beggars In Disguise

I am a beggar in disguise, and I gather that I'm just one amongst billions of fellow beggars.  I have my own style of begging, just like you do.  Some do it from the ivory towers with lots of letters after their names.  Some get lots of money while they beg, and some do not.  Some do it on the red carpet in Hollywood, then get a trophy for it, and some do it on the carpets of their own churches.  Some beggars are categorized as the top 50 most beautiful beggars in the world, and the rest are not.  Some beggars do it based on their children's accomplishments, and some on their parents'.  

I submit to you, in a sense - we are all beggars in disguise.  While some have fancier begging costumes than others, it is all in hopes of receiving the same thing - unfailing love.

Allow me to explain:

When I deny that God made me with big needs, they get bypassed and go unfulfilled by the fact of being in denial (usually out of shame) and not acknowledging what is real.

I'm then at high risk for attempting to get my needs met in alternative methods, outside of trusting and receiving from God.  This results in me being constantly hungry, while having a stomach full of food that cannot be digested.

When I fully accept and embrace how God made me, my needs are setup to be fully accepted and embraced.  I can feed myself food that can be digested.

I am needy.  Accepting and acknowledging my neediness does not make me insanely vulnerable.  Denying my neediness and trying to cling to self-sufficiency makes me insanely vulnerable simply because it doesn't work for long. 

Self-sufficiency is unsustainable. 

Striving to operate my life from a soul that has rarely, inconsistently or once upon a time been fed with food that can be digested causes a life that is unmanageable.  Living as a high-functioning, but nonetheless empty or unfulfilled human, inevitably will result in an unmanageable life.

Often un-manageability can be detected and prevented when I'm walking closely with others who are invited insiders into my life.  Crises is the result of undetected and/or an un-intervened attempt at a self-sufficient life, which can easily be masked until an all out crises occurs.  Before the crises, the symptoms are too often felt but hastily medicated, regardless of the ensuing side-effects of over-medicating them.  As a result, the core dysfunction is left untreated.  In recovery, I'm learning to treat the core dysfunction of trying to successfully live a self-sufficient life.  I might as well try to live in the sea.

Recently, I am starting to experience that God does have my back with my needs.  I'm learning how to be a good steward in how I manage what I receive from Him.

One of those lessons I'm learning is in regard to storing up my reserves. God gives generously, more than what I need for just myself.  And ironically, some of my own needs are met through the process of me being used by Him to love on another person.  I'm learning how to be a wise and faithful steward of my reserves and resources.

I pour out from the abundance God provides me, but not haphazardly. God will give in abundance, for that is His nature.  I need to pool up my reserves of what I receive from him wisely by saving up and dispensing intentionally.  I'm in the process of gaining discernment with a vision of what that looks like.  So far, I have an emerging vision that looks like saving up for those who are willing and open to receive from me, what I have received from God (my children are one of the first to come to mind here).  He is the true Giver and Provider.  It's an honor to be His dispenser and pour out where He leads me to, leaving the results in His hands.

God - I am vulnerable when I give, for I in and of myself do not have unlimited resources.  You do, and I only receive from You.  Lead me in how I go about managing what I need, what I receive, and what I give to others.  Enable me to be a beggar in disguise who dispenses any valuable reserves I have to my fellow beggars, that which You've provided me, one day at a time.


Monday, October 15, 2012

Labels

I've identified myself as a recovering love addict, Pharisee and Codependent, but let me be very clear on something:

Addiction or behavioral labels are not my core identity.  They do not represent my authentic-self, they represent my wounded self and how that's played out in my life.

In other words:

I identify myself using these labels because I can identify with how my brokenness and its resulting vulnerabilities have manifested within the patterns found under these labels, not all of them, but a significant amount.  They do not make up who I am, or reflect/represent my core identity.

They represent significant behavioral patterns I have a propensity for defaulting to as a result of my brokenness, living in a broken world.

My authentic-self has been redeemed by Jesus Christ, and is currently in the process of being revealed, to myself and my community.  That is the process of recovery, that is my experience with discipleship right now.

As I'm introduced to my authentic-self, I am showcasing who God created me to be, not who I or others try to create me to be.  Big difference.

My false-self is confronted with truth and grace.  The false-self is learning, one day at a time, that it is no longer needed.

And when this is taking place, I reflect more of Jesus, who was the perfect reflection of the Father.  This is a mighty call, and with man this is impossible.  But with God, all things are possible, even this.

To His glory.


Sunday, October 14, 2012

Welcome


Hi, my name is Kristen.

I am a recovering love addict, Pharisee, and codependent who also happens to be a restored and redeemed daughter of the Sovereign Lord.  I am a Korean born, American adopted female by Minnesotan White people.  

What I have to offer you is simply this; nothing more and nothing less:

My authentic-self.  With all its hang-ups and treasures, I'm sure you'll find it interesting and hopefully you'll even be able to relate to parts of it.

I've created this new blog I'm calling, "Perfectly Misplaced" because my life is summed up in those two words, placed together.

"Misplaced" is representative of my life because it speaks to how I've felt pretty much all throughout it.  Recently, I'm seeing that though I don't know for certain if or what exact parts of my life's events were orchestrated by God, and what wasn't...He is able to make all things work for good, to His glory, in a perfect (hence the "Perfectly") way, even especially the parts where they seem so misplaced that nothing good could come out of it.  God is a skillful Master Artist and can make beautiful and useful things out of chaos.  Chaos doesn't intimidate Him.

Thanks for coming here to visit.  I hope you feel at home here.  In particular, I hope you'll feel more at home in your own skin, as a side-effect of hanging around here for any length of time.  Because that's something which is starting to finally come to me, slowly but surely, as a result of much wrestling with what is and what has been, in this broken sinner who lives in a broken world, who's in the process of redemption, real-time.

Enjoy what is to come...I'm not even entirely sure what that is yet myself...