It’s been a pretty long while since I started composing this blog, but
it’s taken me quite a bit of time to feel like I’m ready to share it. And to be honest, it's pretty long. And raw. And has nothing to do with travel unless you count the journey called life. And really, I wrote it for me, and not necessarily my reader- which is the complete opposite of what I usually do. So I will not be offended if you stop reading.
Unfortunately, a long-lasting relationship of mine has recently
come to a screeching, abrupt end (disclaimer- in no way am I referring to the relationship with my husband). Technically,
the relationship was already slowing falling apart; and I don’t think it was an
abrupt ending in any way except the way in which shots were fired and heard
round the world after it came to my confronting and examining some issues,
drawing some boundaries and asking for some space. Those shots fired publicly
did not come from me; and were hard very hard for me to process. It’s a shame
really because there might’ve been hope for the relationship again one day, had
all the knee-jerk reactions not occurred. But isn’t that how it always goes
when two fallible people are involved? All I can think of is Ross and Rachel “taking
a break” and knee jerk reactions ensuing, resulting in almost beyond repair
damage.
As I reflect over the broken relationship, I realized I’ve
learned a few things….
I once heard it said- never marry someone you would be
afraid to divorce. Meaning, like afraid.
Not just sad. The way someone would react if you ever hurt them for one reason
or another- on purpose or inadvertently, really does say a lot about their
character. I think the same can apply to friendships and relationships. At
least, I realize now that it does. If you can’t trust someone not to launch and
pounce on your insecurities or private discussions after a “break up”, then you
probably don’t want to have them in your circle. Go with your gut on this one,
because I can tell you my gut knew. I can’t believe I’m just now learning this
lesson at 40 years old. Boy, I’m now a little gun shy of how much I will share
about myself. I find myself thinking frequently- if I admit to this fear, or
share this about myself- will it haunt me later? There’s a saying- “we could
never not be friends, because you know too much”. If that scares you, take
heed.
The marriage thing brings me to another thought. A non-marital relationship is obviously not a marriage. I am
not bound by God to love, serve, obey for all the days of my life,
no matter what. That sounds pretty damn harsh- because I do believe in doing
those things in a relationship, absolutely- I mean except obey, of course. But I
do choose to do those things because
I care. The way I demonstrate love to someone is usually acts of service. I
will scrub the dirty bathtub in your new house. I will wash your dishes and
keep the kitchen running if you’re having a party. I will show up when you have
a baby. Things like that- are how I love and serve. Not everyone loves that
way- some are very, very good at encouraging words, and some are very, very
good gift givers; and not everyone needs love returned in that way. Those
things are all great and necessary in a relationship- giving and taking and
sharing love languages.
But I do think that in relationships, there should be
boundaries- and I do think that the parameters are much, much different for a
non marital relationship versus a marriage. Relationships can ebb and flow-
based on life’s current situations; and it’s refreshing when that is
understood. One of my oldest friendships ebbed away in college, but has
recently become fresh again. It is nice when two people can understand the ebb
and flow of a relationship and handle the changes with grace. Also, trust in
the relationship can be broken, but like marriage- it has to be regained for
the relationship to ever be the same.
A relationship should not come above a marriage or family
relationship. God put the hierarchy of relationships as God-human,
human-spouse, human-kids, and then everything else. If a relationship is
putting a drain on the top three, then some boundaries should be established.
That doesn’t mean that one should end the relationship, but boundaries can be
put in place until such a time as the relationship has more healthy balance. I
also believe that mental health in the relationship falls in the first tier of
God-Human. If the human’s (my) mental state is in disrepair due to trying to
give too much to a relationship, how then can the God-human or any of the other
relationships be in balance? When a relationship is taking too extreme of a
mental toll, it’s okay to set boundaries to help put the other relationships
back in line. Hopefully, the relationship and individual is healthy enough to
withstand and understand that.
In this relationship, I had gotten to the point where my
love language didn’t feel like a love language anymore. It felt like a chore.
That is not love. That is not serving. That is not grace. So, I needed to step
back and take some space so that I could work on MY attitude toward the
relationship, so that I could love cheerfully and joyfully and compassionately.
That leads me to truth. If you cannot speak the truth in
love in a relationship, there’s an issue. I have never been able to respect a
liar, and I respect myself and my relationships enough to not lie when there is
an issue; or when confronted. I try my best to speak the truth with sugar and
as gently as I can, but I am human, and how I phrase it may not always be the
way God would perfectly speak it. I usually feel pretty good about what I put
on paper, but this mouth…. Especially if I’m emotional and right in front of
you… Try as I might- I usually pray extensively beforehand, and play out
conversations in my head extensively; or I edit, edit everything I say or plan
to say, because I do want to say it correctly; but I still might fail in delivering it the way the receiver wants or
needs to hear it. Why in the world, would I intentionally choose not to gently
deliver truth? What good comes from that? That being said, there have been
times when I am guilty of “flying off the handle” and not being gentle- and not
giving two toots whether I was gentle or not- but I will tell you right now-
that is usually when I’m right in front of the individual; and that impulsive
mouth gets in the way of my intentions. Not an excuse, just a fact. So, if I’m
confronting someone about something in writing- it’s because I hold them in the
highest esteem in that moment, and I want to do it right without the obstacle
of my mouth. I AM working on being better in person- but Lordhavemercy it’s
taking forever.
That thought about speaking truth led me to evaluate my own
self. There have been times when I’ve been very sensitive and became easily
offended by something someone said or did. Since this has now happened to me,
it’s opened my eyes to the fact that maybe I’ve been guilty of reading into, or
assuming I can correctly gauge someone’s heart when they’ve maybe just spoken
truth to me. This revelation is a slap in the face moment for me, and my prayer
going forward is that next time this happens to me, I will ask myself if the
statements are truth, and if there is a heart of love behind something that
might have been spoken in a way I didn’t want to have it delivered. It’s a hard
thing to do for sure. I will also pray that if I’m receiving unwelcome words,
that I will harness the knee-jerk reactions that come naturally to us, as
humans, and ask God to help me receive with grace, and dignity. And to put myself
in that individuals’ shoes. Why would they say that? What is their situation,
and what would drive them to feel they should say or do such things?
Wise words were imparted to me in the aftermath of this
situation- that it’s not always necessary to defend myself. If the individual
is not in a state to even hear a defense, then sometimes it’s best to be quiet
and wait for God to show up and defend; and/or when God wants you to speak, He
will give the opportunity to do so; at a time where it’s ready to be received.
It’s against our human nature to not
defend ourselves. And oh, boy is that in my nature. I’m pretty sure there’s a
lawyer somewhere here inside me. So, this was hard for me to swallow. That’s
probably why I’m writing it all down here. I want to defend myself. I so want
to fight back. I have the ammo, I have the words, I could do it. But following
Christ means stepping back from that human nature. It’s also usually the more
mature response, and once again, that doesn’t come easily to me. So, I will
take the baby step of just writing here, and hope that one day, I can get to
the point where I really believe I don’t have to defend myself.
Since the original composing of this blog, there has been further
dialog with the individual, and after all that happened, I still didn’t feel I
could be honest in everything that I was feeling because of fearing more knee
jerk reactions- I wasn’t even sure that the person could understand or hear
what I was saying. (Henry Cloud talks about this a lot in his Boundaries book,
and in his videos online). So, I took a neutral tact in our conversation. This
person did apologize, but I’m not even sure that they knew what for- and it
felt like they wanted something in return- like for me to apologize for stating
how I felt. Of course, I’ve forgiven them, but that doesn’t mean that things can
go back to the way they were without some changes; and I don’t think they liked
that answer. So once again, I just stayed quiet on the situation.
Lastly, I’ve really had to evaluate who I am. I have not
been exactly “on it” in my Christian life lately. So, maybe I’ve forgotten a
little of my identity. But it’s important to know who I am so that when the devil
launches an attack on my character- through the worst weapon- a relationship;
it’s so important to call to mind the truth of the things God loves about me. Kind
of like The Help, “You is
kind, you is smart, you is important.” I lay in bed this morning, trying to
call to mind the qualities that God has given me that are good, thanks to His
help. Lysa Terkeurst says that she sometimes prays the prayer- “God, I know
that you love me…” I’m realizing that it’s important to remind myself when I
feel I’m being attacked or treated wrongly or unfairly. I’m trying to learn to
ground myself in the value that God has for me, so that when a human’s
perception of my value changes, I will be okay.
Has this choice, this boundary that I've drawn in my life been easy? No. Not in a million years. I've had stress headaches for weeks on end, and heartaches and daily painful reminders of a relationship that was once good; and I've had to grieve. I've been angry, I've been sad, I've been frustrated and I've been speechless. But, at the end of the day, I'm feeling the release of figuring out who I am and what kind of ways I can value myself the way God does- through boundaries.
All I can do now is pray that good will come of the
situation, and with these reflections, I do feel like there is a small glimmer
of good coming in that I’m evaluating myself. How can I be a better, true
friend? Are the people in my circle worthy of my trust, or do I need to
re-evaluate and set some boundaries? How can I better deliver hard truths? How
can I grow with grace and dignity so that I’m able to better receive unpleasant
situations? And how can I eventually get to the point where I’m good at that in
person? And, in the meantime, wow, I need to nurse my identity in my Creator-
I’ve been overlooking it for a while now.