Wednesday, July 29, 2015

The Search for Significance

When I was younger, I wanted to be different.  Being different, I imagined, made me someone.  It established significance.  I had my own thing, my own "code", my own me that made me stand out from everyone else.  I carried that "difference" within myself through college, where I realized that it was a double-edged sword.  On one hand, it gave me a "name", but on the other hand, it made me very lonely.  I hid behind it, I retreated to it, because I didn't want to let anyone close to me... and honestly probably didn't even know how.  I was safe, but I was in a self-made prison.

What I have learned about man's "quest for significance" is that our quest cannot ultimately be satisfied.  Whatever we deem worthy of bestowing that significance on us -whether it be wealth, intellect, wisdom, a relationship, our social status, our job, our beliefs- will become something that rules us.  I have learned that this quest for significance is a sham because the whole enterprise is built upon a lie.  Every endeavor to establish a significance and glory of our own apart from God is the essence of sin.  It reveals how naturally the human heart seeks this kind of glory for itself, unwilling to settle for being even an "ordinary" creature who serves and loves the living God.

I have found now, however, that I can taste and see the sweetness of belonging to God and having a glory and purpose that is not my own but bestowed by my Maker... not depending on comparison to other people, not depending upon my works, but depending on Him who made me.

Monday, July 13, 2015

The Problem with Emotional Validation

Emotional validation can be great.  Everybody likes to know they are heard, understood, and that their emotional experience is valid.  When a hurting person has someone to lean on and talk to, who can validate their pain and let them know they aren't crazy for having those hurts, it can be instrumental in that person's healing.

But there is a limit to what validation has to offer.  There is a limit to validation's effectiveness.  The issue with emotional validation is that our emotions about things are tied to us, and we sin.   Therefore, there can come a point where you just have to tell the person, "I've listened to your hurts so that you know I'm in your corner.  I've cried with you, hurt with you, and felt frustrated and angry with you.  But now I'm really just listening to you complain about and criticize people, and that has to stop.  I'm not going to sit here and let you sin and expect me to help you."

Emotional validation is helpful in careful doses.  It can help a person through a tough time.  It is a foot-in-the-door toward establishing trust and partnership.  But validation at the expense of the truth can just be enabling someone to continue in sin.

"Hey, I understand that you feel very frustrated about those people, but right now you're just sinning.  They haven't actually sinned against you.  You are expecting me to tell you that it is okay for you to act like this, but it isn't.  Sorry."

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Ruminating about the Obvious

I spend a lot of time thinking about how life works and how to word things so as to crystallize the essence into something comprehensible.  It's a bit of a hobby of mine.  But recently I've realized all over again that one of the reasons I ruminate in this way is because I'm essentially rehearsing for the imaginary moment I'll need to explain and defend common sense to certain folks in my life who either don't get it or want to twist it so that they can justify their actions.

Thankfully, every now and then I come to a deeper realization of what a true waste of mental energy that is.  The people who get it don't need an explanation, and the rest won't learn from one... and probably don't even want to.

Unfortunately, some people want to be able to do whatever they want, and throwing you off balance by putting you on the defensive is a great way to manipulate you into getting out of their way.  So why oblige them?  Save your mental energy and words for the people who are truly there with you.

Saturday, January 17, 2015


I've been really struck, lately, with the fragility of life.  People die, relationships fall apart.  People are betrayed, things get broken, life can be such a struggle sometimes.  And, for a person like me, it sometimes seems like too much.

Don't hate the people who hurt you and the ones you love and make your life more difficult.  I don't mean pretend that they don't do any damage.  I don't mean minimize what they do.  There are some truly selfish, clueless, deceitful people in this world.  What I mean is that allowing their actions to pull you down into the cesspool of hatred, bitterness, and stress has a cost.  It takes a great toll on you, and I guarantee that if you knew that today was your last day on earth you wouldn't want a speck of that time or a single drop of your energy wasted on trying to beat them, stop them, silence them, punish them, or keep them from fulfilling their evil master plans.  Let them have it.  It won't make them happy.  You would want every bit of that time and energy spent on the things that matter.  You would want to laugh.  You would want to cry.  You would want to spend it with the people who matter rather than churning your gut over the people who don't.

Don't be so stressed out about things that don't matter.  We have too many cares, or we simply don't care enough about the right things.  We worry about what someone will think.  So, we carry the heavy burden of worry when we feel we have disappointed them.  We live in fear of how selfish people will respond, knowing that they have caused us pain and anguish before.  So, though we vowed to do otherwise, we live always looking over our shoulder, always being careful about what we do, always trying to protect ourselves, manage outcomes, and keep what is "ours."  While there is always room for reasonable caution, has it dawned on us that there are no guarantees in anything?  There are none.  Everything that we think we are keeping grasp of with our tense fists and sleepless nights can be gone in a moment.  And could it be that the good things and good people we have for the moment are gifts to be enjoyed, not museum pieces to be hoarded and kept?  They are things and people that are entrusted to us for a short time.  But everything feels so ultimate, so dramatic, so urgent because we have bought into the idea that everything depends on us, and in buying into that idea we have sold our innocence and our ability to enjoy and be grateful.  We have bought into the delusion of our own self-importance, but at the cost of our child-like ability to experience wonder, joy, and faith.  We have forgotten what it means to be carefree, making excuses for ourselves that we "can't" because we won't.   Certainly, we ought to try our best to do our best, but we need to laugh more, make room for the imperfect, give people room to grow and breathe, and leave the outcomes in God's hands... truly.  It really doesn't all hang on our shoulders, and thank God for that.  For, as much as we might like to think so, we are no saviors.  We don't trust God because bad things have happened, so we think we must be God.  We burden ourselves with the impossible task of holding life together.  We buy the lie, and every time something bad happens, we buy into it more.  But perhaps those bad things happen to remind us of this very fact:  that life is fragile and our worried, hasty, over-thinking hands don't really hold it together at all; they just make us numb to enjoying what we actually have and angry when our attempts to hold it together once again prove to be futile.  We curse the skies, not realizing that the fragility of life is not meant to teach us to hold onto things more tightly but to remind us to cherish and laugh and love, saving our heart for the best and simplest of things.