Wondering Presbyterian

            Apparently, January 2 is World Introvert Day. It became an unofficial holiday in 2011 and you celebrate it by letting introverts introvert, especially if you yourself are an introvert. As one article puts it: “It’s all about pajamas and Netflix.”             But I think we can celebrate introverts every day! Having a special day for something might bring awareness to it, but it also marks it as separate-from-normal-every-day-things. So today I’m celebrating introverts. And I’ll celebrate introverts tomorrow. Because I, myself, am an introvert.             The biggest thing I want people to know about me as introvert is that introvert does not mean anti-social. I think more and more people are understanding this in our culture today, but there are still times when an introvert personality trait can come off as cold or unapproachable. The reality is that I love people. My call is to be with people, and I enjoy the one-on-one meetings that I have with people. I love go

            A few weeks ago, parents took their 10-year-old son to the hospital because he had a bad pain in the back of his knee and he was bleeding a lot. After an x-ray, they found out he had been shot. SHOT. The kid was standing on the field in a baseball stadium. Someone from approximately 2 miles away fired a gun into the air and the bullet struck him in the back of the knee on its way down to earth. The story terrifies me. No one aimed at the kid. No one even fired in the stadium where he was participating in pregame festivities. He was just standing there and a bullet, fired from 2 miles away, struck him in the back of the knee.             How does that even happen?             It terrifies me because this is the reality in which we live. It’s the reality in which I live, and it’s the reality into which I want to bring a child. It’s in the news all the time. Someone opened fire and killed a 12-year-old at a garlic festival in California. People on dirt bikes opened fir