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Practical guide for introverts to survive “Greeting your Neighbor” at church

For my bible belt friends… all in good fun. 

“Now turn and greet your neighbor!”

My heart briefly sinks every time I hear that before it returns to the rapid beating of anxiety. My palms go sweaty and I nervously look around in fear- wondering which awkward encounter to have first.

I understand that the “greeting your neighbor” time is suppose to be about fellowshipping with other believers but for me, even a trained and learned introvert, it’s an unpredictable catastrophe of awkward… and germs. 

Oh you extraverts snort and chortle in laughter, taking for granted your ability to be calm and whitty at a moment’s notice, to be able to remember your name with the snap of a finger… In fact, you are probably the ones who INVENTED this insanity under the cloaked guise of “making people feel included” or “wecoming new people who are visiting” but HAH! I’m on to you… purpurtraters of … of… phrases like “inserting the foot in the mouth”. You have kept me up many a night with my terrible performance on repeat in my head as I lament into my pillow and think of millions of things I could have said or should have done differently.

I decided, therefore, to confront my biggest church fear (other than being called out to come on stage for an inpromptu solo with the worship band) and logically plan this out so I’m prepared for all awkward encounters I’m sure to have in years to come. Preparation is key- perhaps even some role playing would be a good idea so the words come easily and seem natural in the moment.

Here are the top solutions I have come up with:

1. Problem: The “opps, I sneezed on my hand a few moments ago and now I’m suppose to shake hands with people”

Solution: Depends. I’ve forgotten and shook hands with people before mid-handshake I remember.  (The bonus awkward moment is when you wonder to yourself, “did they SEE me sneeze? Do they know?”) The thing to do is keep calm and NOT just let go in a panic and then stumble with your words, trying to explain your sudden jerking of your hand away. They will think you are insane and then quickly turn to another person while you are still talking-  making you feel super awkward still standing there… Continue on while smiling and say a prayer for their health once you let go. …which ummmm… is also what you do when you go ahead and shake someone’s hand knowing that your germs are on it. Because, you can rationalize, who knows what is on THEIR hands- probably fecal matter or something much grosser. The final option here is the honest, but sure to be awkward, approach. Just ‘fess up. “I’d shake your hand but I just sneezed on it ” is very appreciated although they will probably look at you like you have 2 heads and say really quick with a plastered smile, “OH- OK!” and then turn to someone else. Personally, I’ve done all three options and I’ve learned to cover my mouth when I sneeze with my LEFT hand.

Extra Tip? Keep antiobiotic gel near by. Regardless.

2. Problem: “Where to turn to greet your neighbor

Solution: at first I was going to say, to your right, because that is the esteemed place of honor in the bible. But, pracitically speaking that won’t always work because if your neighbor also did that, everyone would be looking to the right and no one would be getting greeted. I’m a huge fan of the freeze-in-place-and-look-out-of-the-corner-of-your-eye-to-see-who-makes-the-first-move approach. That’s right, let the extraverts move first then copy what ever it is that they do.  Another great solution is let your spouse handle it- see who THEY talk to then follow suit.

Extra Tip? Don’t extend your hand until you have eye contact.

3. Problem: Your Spouse turned one way and you turned the other

Solution: have a previously discussed plan of action. Many times I followed my own advice on the previous rule- the “first move” solution and it worked for ME perfectly. Unfortunalty my sometimes non-observant husband will turn away from me even if I’ve already started an interaction and then it gets weird. This happened to me last Sunday. I waited until someone was looking at me, and I smiled and extended my hand and introduced myself. The person I happened to be talking to was a young man so I instantly went to introduce Ben, which I started to then realized he was having a pleasant… and seeming heart-to-heart with another person. The young man and I awkwardly smiled and I noticed he was in the same predicament. His attractive girlfriend was talking to someone else and eventually we just shuffled away from each other. Not ideal at all. Planning ahead of time is helpful but sometimes these type of situations can’t be avoided.

4. Problem: “Everyone is taking to someone else around me… except no one is talking to ME”

Solution: We have all been there. (Unless you are an extravert who can seamlessly weave yourself into any and every conversation DANGYOU) I’m a huge fan of letting everyone around me talk- A lot of times I keep my phone in my left hand so if no one talks to me I can check the time or look up a bible verse on my YouVision app about how important community and the gathering together of believers is because I’d rather just be at home watching people have awkward conversational exchanges on a televised sermon. The other solution is to just stare at the people not including you until they notice and say hi. The nice thing about that is that as soon as they include you in the conversation you have sucessfully transferred the awkwardness from yourself to THEM. Score. The burdon on conversation is mainly on them and all you have to do is try to answer a few easy questions like how you are. Another solution is if you are there with a spouse or friend, latch onto them in a supportive kind of way.

5. BONUS: Ben’s “it is awkward for me- is it awkward for them?! The awkward cycle that never ends…”

Solution: Unless you are an extravert, scoring a lunch date with the cool, new couple probably isn’t going to come from this time. Keep it short and simple. The more you deviate away from “Hi, how are you?” and “My name is (fill in the blank)” the more likely it’s going to be uncomfortable for everyone. The thing is with awkward is most everyone feels that way during the meet ‘n’ greet time- the more you think about it the more you will exude and sweat it out from every. single. pore. Don’t think, “is this as awkward for them as it is for me?” while shaking their hand because it becomes obvious somehow and then you know that they know you feel awkward, and then you know that they know and… you get the picture.

My last tip is one Ben and I have done (accidentally) for years: Just be late. Miss it. JUST KIDDING!

As we have grown, our final tactic is just smile and embrace the awkward. :)

 

If you found this helpful, check out my Guide to becoming a Gather Vocal Band Member Person

Dancing Trees


Lucy Pevensie: They’re so still. Trumpkin: The trees? What did you expect? Lucy Pevensie: They used to dance.

From Prince Caspian
How often is this a picture of us… of me…?
At moments we dance and then at others we are so still and stoic.  This quote has always been such a powerful statement to me.
I recently re-read something that I had written several years ago and I was challenged by my own words to ask myself where I currently am in those two options, dancing or standing still and seemingly lifeless in comparison to the life I once lived.
I have had many conversations with friends the last couple of years about how when we are young we feel such passion for changing the world in great and mighty ways and then somewhere along the way we loose the fierceness of those passions.   Many times I have sat with people and asked questions about all of this.
Questions such as…
- is it just life…
- Money
- Bills
- Jobs
- Responsibilities as a whole
- Being burned by disappointment
I have even heard the possibility of the death of this zeal even being the voice of disappointment from others, that is often expressed as manner of “concern” before we ever begin new adventures.
When, where, and why does that fire get quenched?
Is it simply a combination of all of these things or is there an even deeper plot that happens that we as believers miss? Many of these conversations seem to end at the road of realization/remembrance that there is a real battle that is happening all around us.  I have begun to realize more and more that most people, myself mainly,  just don’t notice it or forget about the truth that we are at war.
The battle is real, so very real, it is as real as it was in the old testament when Joshua fought with the Lord beside him and going before him.  Joshua’s battles were heavy, brutal, tiring, and borderline crazy at most times, but they fought, they fought with all knowledge and trust that the Lord was on their side.
Then… it was visible scary yelling men with large swords who truly wanted to kill everyone in their path.  Now it is an invisible enemy that comes at us with lies and deception that cut to our core yet does not cause us to bleed but instead causes us to doubt everything about our maker.   This enemy’s goal is still the same as the enemies in the Old Testament… to kill you, steal from you and destroy you at any cost.
 I believe that the enemy’s job description is the very thing that put the fire out so quickly. We go into the battle and we run and yell and throw up our swords with all we have.  Then suddenly something trips us, surprises us, or we simply find our enemy far more intimidating than we imagined and it burns us.
We then begin to believe that we should do one or all of these things to ensure protection from further harm.
                – just take a few steps back
                – regroup
                – think about things more before moving
                – reevaluate
These are the moments we put our swords down.

I have also seen in my own life that I allow  a battle scar to begin to eat away at me and  become the excuse for not running back into battle.  

I become skiddish in voice, relationship, trust, boldness and so many other things.  I, who once walked out in the boldness with trust in my God now  walk with a limp called timidness.

Rekindling the Flame
How do we do this?

How do we rekindle what has been so badly squelched?

The fire isn’t gone it just needs the breath of life.

The battle being won isn’t as apparent as it was in Joshua’s day.  Then, men died and fell to your right and to your left, but as of now it happens so much in a realm that we cant see.

However, the key is to believe and remember that the battle is being won even when we are wounded, have given up, or allowed death to take us.  The battle has been won. I have to believe this to ever dance as I once did.

AND I WANT SO DESPERATELY TO DANCE!!! 

 

 

 

My prayer has become this;

“Christ I cry out that your Holy Spirit would be the breathing wind in the flame that is you and that you have placed in me and each person you have put in my life. I cry out with a passion to see my heart be yours. I pray that my hopes, dreams, desires would be yours and that you would move in them I give them to you. Lord you are hope you are fire and you are what makes us dance, I cry out for dancing in you, for you and because of you.”

I want to dance like I once danced and then even more passionately than ever before!

 

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