I have known for a very long time that I am an INFJ (this is a personality type on the Myers-Briggs scale). It basically means that I am an intuitive, perceptive, imaginative yet strangely logical loner who hates clutter and crowds.

My poor husband is an ENFP (and I say poor only because he is married to me). Imagine a golden retriever with a stick that happily jumps on you as soon as you walk into your house after a long day. Then add a generous dash of humor, a penchant for being the best person you’ve ever met, and multiply it by 5.

That’s Ted.

Ted is studying to become a pastor, and he will be an amazing one. He loves Jon Acuff’s blog Stuff Christians Like (as everyone should. Jon Acuff is hilarious and very talented. And coincidentally, an ENFP).

Today, on my day off, I was catching up on SCL and came across this post. I spent nearly an hour scrolling through the comments, sometimes laughing, sometimes thinking about the terrible introvert experiences I have had and thought I had repressed. (Clue: I hadn’t.) The memories kept rolling and rolling, and soon I realized that there was no way I would be able to post all of them on someone else’s blog. That’s what my blog is for, right?

So, for my lovely, curious extroverts (and for all the introverts out there smiling and nodding in a knowing sort of way), here we are:

The Top 5 Things Introverts Dread About Church (And/Or Church Camp)
Written So That Extroverts May Understand And Prevent These Sorts Of Things From Happening

5. “Welcome! Shake a hand, give a hug, share a name!”

In every church I have attended, this has been a precursor to the beginning of the service. What I want to know is why. There is no way that anyone is going to remember anyone else’s name in the 2.7 uncomfortable seconds it takes to say, “Good morning! My name is so-and-so. God’s peace.”

And has anyone considered what that is like for people who have never stepped foot in that church, or any church at all? I’ve been in church my entire life, and this entire process ties knots in my stomach. I understand the rationale behind it (we want to be a friendly, welcoming community), but isn’t this accomplished in a less forced manner before and after the service, over donuts and coffee? Why do we feel the need to programmize normal human interaction?

Awkward encounters are so much easier with caffeine and sugar.

It is for this reason that I really love running slides or doing some other manner of work for the church during the beginning of the service. Can’t shake your sweaty hand if mine are busy doing something else.

Go ahead, judge me.

4. “Chelsey, what do you think?”

Okay, look.

I will tell you exactly what I think once I want to say it. Trust me, I am very opinionated. Just because I am sitting quietly in this group of people, listening to all of them talk about their lives or this Bible passage or this idea, doesn’t mean I have a rock for a brain or that I’m too scared to speak up. Or, even worse: that something is wrong with me.

The worst offenders for this one are small group leaders and youth directors. And I know that for a fact, because I am one. Take it from me: if an introvert isn’t speaking, it isn’t because nothing is going on upstairs. It’s because they’re THINKING. And once they feel comfortable enough, they will share. And yeah, that might take a couple minutes. A couple weeks. Maybe even a couple months. Their silence isn’t a reflection on your leadership! Suck it up, leaders: be secure in yourself and let the “awkward” silence sit. After all, it’s not awkward until you make it awkward. Plus, there is most likely an extrovert in your group, and they’re chomping at the bit to get the thing rolling.

 3. “Let’s get into groups and pray aloud and/or tell each other our deepest, darkest struggles.”

 At this point, you may be wondering if I actually like people.

I like people. I really do.

Introverts tend to have very deep relationships and friendships. They are often very few in number. Case in point: when planning our wedding, I told my husband that I wanted three bridesmaids: my sister, my best friend, and his sister. He gave me his best puppy dog face and told me that he wouldn’t be able to go lower than 9 groomsmen.

Ted won, obviously.

People just love Ted. I get it. I do, too. (We ended up having 7 bridesmaids and 7 groomsmen, and I love and cherish every single one of them.)

At the church where I work, we meet weekly to pray over the prayer requests we receive as a staff. We separate into groups of 3 to 5, go to separate corners of the church, and begin to pray over the list. I have a mini-panic attack every single time. I hope I’m adept enough to cover it. I’m probably not.

2. The Actual Contents Of Prayer

If you could see into my head while I pray aloud, it would look something like this:

“Dear Jesus: I am completely blanking right now. I know that when we usually talk, the conversation never ebbs, but all these people are looking at me and listening to me and holy cow, I feel like I’m naked and I’m going to hyperventilate. If you love me – no, I know you love me – please give me something intelligent to say in front of all these people. That I work with every day. Who are expecting me to form a coherent sentence. If it’s fancy and a little theological, too, that would be great. Thanks a million. Amen.”

Recently, one of the pastors at my church gave a devotion about how people pray out loud. He said that if a person asks for things that God has already promised, like His presence or His faithfulness, then it’s foolish and they probably have a pretty weak faith.

Right. As if I wasn’t already self-conscious enough.

 On Jon Acuff’s post about introverts, one very well-meaning woman tried to give an introvert some advice about praying out loud:

“Sometimes I have an apprehension of going to the bathroom in public with someone who is the in the stall right next to me. Sometimes it is really hard to avoid. However, I know I have to go, so what I do is close my eyes and just go with the flow. I would say the same to you the next time you are asked to pray out loud in front of others: Just close your eyes and go with the flow. He promises that as we open our mouths He will fill it with His words. I have found this to be true not only in my life, but also in the lives of others I know.”

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Ohhh. Why didn’t I think of that?

Also, I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to use the phrase “go with the flow” again. Ever.

1.  “You should be more…”

 Talkative. Friendly. Open. Or, my personal favorite: “You should be more like your sister.”

I once had a very influential camp counselor tell me that. My sister and I are very close now, and I would love to be more like her, because she’s the bomb.

This is my sister. Out of the two of us, she is clearly cooler.

But at that point in my life, my sister was a beautiful, blonde, popular, fashionable, outgoing cheerleader. I was a somber, dark-haired band nerd who wore jeans and t-shirts and hated high school. Of COURSE I wanted to be more like her! Who wouldn’t?!

You would think that this sort of thing doesn’t happen to me anymore, but it does, actually. Even at 23, an age in which I am actually secure in my personality, this conversation takes place:

Me: “Yeah, I’m an introvert.”

The other person: “Oh, I’m so sorry.”

God has created us all so beautifully and uniquely. There is no reason to apologize for that.

I am very sure that other introverts out there have had similar experiences. Please feel free to share, because I know that I shouldn’t be so presumptuous as to speak for all introverts everywhere.

But only if you feel comfortable enough.