I don't know about all of you, but I find myself to be incredibly
analytical which often translates - unfortunately - to criticism.
A lot of the time, that criticism is projected outward on other
people in my life, various situations I encounter, basically,
everything EXCEPT me. Well, recently I asked God for an increase in
humility. As an answer to this prayer, God has shifted a lot of
my criticism to myself, and it has led to some interesting
ponderings.
We all have many identities as my first
post suggests. For myself, Catholic, English major, sister,
daughter, friend, girlfriend, Education major, waitress etc. are all
labels I would apply, but I soon realized that there was one "label"
or "identity" I have not really considered as much as some
of my friends. The identity of being a woman - although a popular
blog topic and conversation piece - has never really been something I
have honestly mulled over.