My Rediscovery of Prayer in Light of MBTI Temperment

~ Susan Fischbach Isaacs

This week's Revisited is part 2 of 2, the first of which appeared here last week. Between writing the two reflections, as part of a spiritual formation workshop on prayer I participated in in 2004, we took the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator and discussed the implications of our scores. Of the Extorvert/Introvert pair, I am an Introvert; between Sensing and Intuition, I prefer Intuition; of Thinking and Feeling, I am Feeling; and between Judging and Perceiving, I tend slightly toward Judging.

For Her

~ Susan Fischbach Isaacs

Today's Revisited first appeared in "The Review," 1995, by Indiana University Southeast Student Affairs Committee. "For Her" was awarded First Place by Indiana Collegiate Press Association, April 12, 1996, in the category of Best Short Story. It's 4:30 in the morning and he can't sleep anymore. The pin in his knee becomes too painful if … Continue reading For Her

Communication on the Home-front

~ Susan Fischbach Isaacs

Today's Revisisted first appeared in Independence magazine, official publication of The Independent Pilots Association, Anniversary Issue, 1999. Though originally intended for a very particular audience, I believe the message fits a variety of marriages. It's 20 years later, and I'm still married to the same pilot. My husband got his first professional flying job just … Continue reading Communication on the Home-front

Untitled, 1983

~ Susan Fischbach Isaacs

Today's Revisited originally appeared in Prairie Winds Anthology, 1983, a publication of the Prairie Winds Project. How can such a small, simple word like            lovebe so much harder to say than cinnamon?    Susan FischbachGrade 12Faith High School

Saturday Morning

~ Susan Fischbach Isaacs

This week's Revisited is a poem from 1992. My two little boys were playing in a friend's basement with her three boys, and they had all gone upstairs for something. A few seconds later there was the stampede of little feet coming back down. It reminded me of running downstairs to watch cartoons on Saturday mornings when I was a kid.