Song in christ alone
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Maybe you don't ever say something out loud you later regret? Maybe your family is free of awkward moments of discomfort and conflict? Maybe it is just us? Maybe my ordinary, messy life is not typical?
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Maybe your children are always respectable, obedient, and lovely - both privately and publicly. Maybe you and your spouse always get along. Relationships are messy and often reactive. This is the real, rusty and relevant, rubber hitting the road of relationships. How does a conversation like this continue for you? Does the voice of Jesus in your head condemn you for feeling this way? Does He quote some Bible verse about "not letting the sun go down on your anger" or forgiving your brother and "turning the other cheek?" Does Jesus sit and stare at you with judgment in His eyes? I always have to be the first to make amends. I am just so frustrated that my bones ache. Jesus: Because you want them to hurt too? Me: I think it would feel better if they knew how they hurt me. they might not be able to hold your hurt, but I can. This is a loose transcript of a typical conversation: Me: I am pretty mad Instead, I go to my quiet place where Jesus waits with me. The darkness is where unresolved hurt festers. I have learned not to sit in emotional dark places alone. To see and be seen and to be accepted and supported. My end goal is to have authentic, meaningful, loving connections with my people. When I am wrestling internally, I know I need the perspective of someone who both loves me and loves me enough to tell me the truth. Sharing this pain for the world to hear will not clear the fog away to connect with the love of God, and it will not heal my heart. And then, suppose there is no resolution to the initial hurt? Suppose I have to continue interacting with all of the "someones" who are a part of my irritation? I could so easily pick up my hurt and disappointment the moment I am in their presence. I'm sure one of my besties would come alongside me and say, "heck ya, that wasn't very respectful to you!" Or, "how dare they do that!! You sure do have a right to be mad! I would be mad too!" My chin would jut out, my shoulders would drop down, and I would stand taller, feeling vindicated and understood. None of that would transform my hurt, soften my disappointment or soothe my anger. I would see those likes and comments of validation, knowing that others share or at least understand my emotions. I could weave this tale with a friend or post something in an eerily passive way on social media. Someone took the last bit of coffee cream, leaving me with skim milk. The garbage cans are still sitting at the end of the driveway, and it was garbage day four days ago. Someone borrowed the car and brought it home empty. How do I connect to the love of God with the emotion of anger coursing through my veins? Today is a very human kind of day where no one filled the dishwasher or offered to help with the groceries. I am supposed to be writing about the love of God in Christ alone.