Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Today's words

toxophilite \tahk-SAH-fuh-lyte\ - a person fond of or expert at archery
As much as I love learning new words, I find the relationship to the word "toxic" even more fascinating and unexpected.
fletcher \FLECH-er\ - a person who makes arrows
I didn't know this word in the Test Your Vocabulary section of today's WOTD, though I did guess it correctly by having a slight familiarity with the other two alternatives, below. All three of these, of course, have become common English surnames, along with Cooper, Smith, Sawyer, etc. Two more words at the end of this entry are related to this one.
chandler \CHAN(D)-ler\ - 1. a maker or seller of tallow or wax candles and usually soap  2.
a retail dealer in provisions and supplies or equipment of a specified kind
I was fairly certain about the meaning of this one, which obviously shares etymological roots with "chandelier."
wainwright \WAYN-'ryte\ - a maker and repairer of wagons
I was less familiar with this one, but had a vague sense of it. 
flèche \FLAYSH, FLESH\ - spire; especially :  a slender spire above the intersection of the nave and transepts of a church
Think of the shape, and this etymology makes sense.
fléchette \flay-SHET, fle-SHET\ - a small dart-shaped projectile that is clustered in an explosive warhead, dropped as a missile from an airplane, or fired from a handheld gun
This one was familiar as I had encountered it in a novel some years ago. But I don't think that's the only reason it also seems a bit obvious to me, at least following the one before it in the dictionary. As I expected, Babelfish translates this word in French to "dart" in English.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

It hurts a little more when it's your spouse who asks:

Why do you have to be like that?

I don't know that it's a matter of "have to." But it was my decision, didn't have to affect yours, and you should know by know that it's how I am. I am not going to do things I don't believe in just because someone says to.

(This is related to our parish falling into our society's habit of rolling every military observance into Memorial Day. It isn't Veteran's Day, or A Loved One Survived Deployment Day. It's the one day of the year set aside to remember the heroes who purchased our freedom with their very lives and to mourn with those they've left behind. And I suppose it is always a good idea to pray for those who are currently in harm's way.)

Today's words

bricolage \bree-koh-LAHZH\ - construction (as of a sculpture or a structure of ideas) achieved by using whatever comes to hand; also : something constructed in this way
I'm too American. my first reading of this skimmed over the first mention of the French anthropologist and therefore misinterpreted the second mention as referring to the blue jeans magnate. I think I've encountered this word before, and might well have understood it from context.
kickshaw \KIK-shaw\ - 1. a fancy dish : delicacy  2. a showy trifle : trinket
I would have needed an awful lot of context to get this one.

Forgiveness and spiritual freedom

Okay, there's are vast empty spaces of gray matter over which these thoughts have been roaming, so let's get to it.

To start, let's examine how spiritual freedom compares with how we view personal freedom. The latter has been most simply defined to be the freedom to do as we choose, and many would add the importance of bearing the consequences of our actions; others insist that a yet more mature view is that it is the freedom to do what we believe to be right. We could have a nice ideological argument regarding which of these we should really embrace, but such a debate becomes a side argument distracting us from the matter of spiritual freedom. While this probably lies closer to the second idea than the first, it might be more fully described as the power to choose and to carry out God's plan for our lives.

There are many things that keep us from consistently making this sort of choice in all areas of our lives. One is our rejection of what Scripture and the Church reveal to be God's plan for our holiness. Another is our insistence on seeing part of our lives as secular and separate from the spiritual part of our lives. Either of these may be a matter of freedom rejected rather than unavailable, but either may instead be a result of spiritual bondage. There are many other things that keep us from spiritual freedom, and it is good for believers to strive to live in the freedom which Christ has won for us.

The Unbound deliverance model promotes five keys to spiritual freedom. Imagine, if you will, a door with five locks on it. Once this door is open, we can choose to walk through it. However, if any of those five locks continue to secure it, we cannot open the door even a little bit. We have no spiritual freedom whatsoever until all five locks have been opened by the Five Keys. These are:
  • Repentance and Faith: Until we have accepted that we need a Savior and put our faith in him, we will remain bound to our sin and cannot be spiritually free. To the degree to which we have sin in our lives of which we have not repented, we will not be spiritually free.
  • Forgiveness: Mostly of us have learned that holding onto grudges is emotionally toxic for us, but it can be spiritually binding to us, too, even when we have every right to our pain and anger.
  • Renunciation: Once we start living in the kingdom of God, spiritual influences that have entered our lives in a variety of ways have no authority to stay except our permission. Yet we often fail to renounce these influences and thereby kick them out of our lives.
  • Authority: Renunciation works because we are living under the authority of Jesus, in whose name we renounce those lies and influences that otherwise keep us bound. 
  • The Father's Blessing: Our bondage often keeps us from receiving the blessing that God longs to lavish upon us in his boundless love. God isn't a limited resource who disposes of those blessings or gives them to someone else; when we are set free from our bonds, he pours them out to us in abundance.
Again, if four of these five areas are unlocked, we are not 80% free; the door of spiritual freedom remains locked. Each key is important and worthy of further expansion, but the remainder of this post will focus on the key of forgiveness. This is partly because it's the one key on which I've already focused and reflected the most. (Seriously, this will be the 47th blog post on which I've used the Forgiveness tag.)

To counter the mistaken notions that can interfere with forgiving another the deep hurt that they've done to us requires clarity about what forgiveness is and isn't. Generally, my back-to-back reflections from my last round of therapy regarding what forgiveness isn't and what it is still seem to ring with truth and applicability even several years later. Until we get rid of our wrong ideas of forgiveness - or detach it from peripherally related concepts - there isn't any point in further discussing its importance, as there are many reasons why these not-exactly-forgiveness-things may be undesireable, whereas forgiving is always good. And the image in a follow-on post of how we cling to our hurt as if we are thereby protecting ourselves from it also still seems apt. In terms of specific examples, the link to my 47 posts (so far) on forgiveness includes many, many others in which I've grappled to apply the lofty ideals and general principles of forgiveness and mercy practically, toward others or toward myself. But the most immediate reason I find myself writing Yet Another Post on Forgiveness is that it has come up again in a way that makes it worth revisiting and articulating in this fresh context. My Unbound prayer session from several weeks ago is proving effective, and I believe that is in part because of how it helped me recognize new ways in which I needed to embrace and apply this key.

Of course, to tell someone who has been deeply hurt - especially someone who is just learning to take care of themselves - that forgiveness needs to be part of their healing can sound bone-headedly wrong on several levels. First, it can feel as if we're piling another injury onto the existing ones. What do you mean so-and-so did this unconscionable thing to me and to heal from it I have to forgive them? Why don't you just throw another ton of burdens onto my broken back? (S)he's the one responsible for my hurt, so don't tell me I need to forgive. I just need to protect myself from them." This is where understanding what forgiveness isn't is so important; it doesn't mean opening ourselves up to more hurt at the hands of the person who has already hurt us. That primary definition that my therapist helped me reach - making a decision to let go of the hurt (repeat as necessary) - is pretty fundamentally practical, though. Think about it: how do we expect to be rid of hurt that we refuse to let go of? When we add in the related idea of wanting what is truly best for the other and we have a pretty complete way to evaluate whether we're there yet.

There are some things that can just seem wrong to forgive, as if forgiving something is at least partly equivalent to condoning it. The thing is, there are many actions we should never, ever condone. In our unforgiveness, we often imagine that we're merely withholding approval of their actions by holding the person who hurt us bound to their offense. (When you forgive men's sins they are forgiven, when you hold them bound they are held bound - Jn 20: 23). We do not understand that the unforgiveness simultaneously binds us to our own hurt.

But even once we accept, even half-heartedly, that forgiving someone who has hurt us deeply would be a positive thing for us, it can still feel an awful lot like an impossible task. When we've been deeply wounded by someone - in their brokenness, by their intentional choices or, often, both - forgiving them can seem beyond our capacity. And sometimes the circumstances of our lives can make any tangible expression of our forgiveness to the offending person impossible.

Very early in my faith journey I learned of how restrictive unforgiveness can be in our Christian walk. As a result, one of my earliest experiences of realizing there was someone who hurt me deeply that I needed to forgive involved several of the scenarios above. I've previously written about this initial experience of forgiving my dad, who had taken his life a decade before I realized that I needed to forgive his alcoholism and other dysfunctional parenting, as well as his suicide. Over time, forgiving him became possible with God's help (further details are in that linked post). This helped me as recently as last fall, when I was reunited with some of his family and was able to see him through their eyes, which were not permanently filtered by having grown up in his alcoholic shadow. So when no other act of forgiveness is available to us or within our power, the one thing that we can do for someone who has hurt us is to pray in this way, that God will help us forgive and bless them in the ways they most need.

There turned out to be something else for which I needed to forgive Dad. I wouldn't learn this until I was in my mid-thirties and in mandatory therapy. It wasn't a suppressed memory, but as I worked on my own issues I began to see an incident from my childhood in clearer context and in terms of how it helped set me up for the abuse I received at the hands of my stepfather, who was an even greater challenge to forgive.

But despite these deep and long-lingering wounds, the repercussions of which I did not understand for the longest time, far and away the hardest person for me to forgive has been myself. I've used the expression de la mode for this concept; how I've really come to think of it is more like accepting God's forgiveness for myself. One of the things that helps me forgive those who have hurt me is what my therapists made clear from early on: all abuse is, at its root, self-abuse. That doesn't make it okay or excuse it away, but knowing that helps keep me from being harder on others than I should. I've been blessed with a small insight into the damage that sin does to the sinner's soul, and know from my experience that any hurtful act a person does ultimately hurts them worse than those around them. My Unbound prayer session helped me to understand the degree of superiority that refuses to fully accept God's forgiveness because I should have been better than that. In one sense it's true: I knew better. That's what made my sin mortal. But God forgives even mortal sin, and I rejoice when I see a sinner receive God's grace - unmerited favor, after all; do I really believe as I profess that not one of us deserves it at all? Do I think, then, that I could deserve it even less than that? Thinking so was indeed evidence of the arrogance that I renounced, which was a real spiritual influence in my life; perhaps now I am more open to grace because I have rejected the contradiction that I should have been expected to merit the grace that no one does.

(I continue to wonder at this approach we have to Christianity: that its goal is to get us to a point at which we become good enough to merit God's love and grace.)

In Unbound: A Practical Guide to Deliverance, Neal Lozano points out a link between forgiveness and blessing that I had never considered before. It is found in careful reading of the familiar parable of the unforgiving servant. We understand pretty easily that the servant did not appreciate the great favor his master did him in forgiving his massive debt, but Neal points out that the servant did not ask his master to forgive his debt; he requested only additional time to repay him. Of course, his master wisely recognized that the debt was too large to ever be repaid, and bestowed upon his servant a mercy for which he did not ask. It is as if the servant asked to remain indebted, and when this request was met with greater generosity than he could imagine, he didn't know what to do with it. He certainly did not receive it with a heart of gratitude. I wonder if we don't often approach God for forgiveness in the same way: Let me make amends, or Let me avoid this from now on or, ultimately, Let me remain somehow bound by (and to) my debt and sin. We don't know how to receive the grace that is greater than we can even imagine (let alone request).

Especially for cradle Catholics, I suspect that this approach to our own forgiveness, and therefore to our forgiveness of others, is rooted in the element of penance which is part of our sacrament of Reconciliation. Our earliest formation in this wonderful sacrament almost invariably omits - or, worse, misrepresents - an important piece of theology. The element of penance is an important one for demonstrating that the penitent is truly sorry for what they have done wrong. The Church then uses this evidence as a condition to declaring that the confessed sins are absolved. Just consider the abuse that could run even more rampant in the absence of such an element in this sacrament. But as a result, from an early age we conclude that God does not forgive us unless we have served our time in the penalty box, and we thereby also learn to expect reparations commensurate with the hurt we have received as a condition to forgiving others. The parable represents what might be the best indicator of whether we have sincerely repented and received the mercy and blessing of God: have we likewise forgiven others their debt to us? But how could the Church ever make this our penance? Doesn't our forgiveness of others need to be offered as freely as God offers it to us?

Oh, but hold on just a second there . . . you might be thinking. Isn't God putting a condition on his forgiveness by requiring us to forgive, and especially to forgive such a great wrong as I have received from whoever it is that has hurt us so deeply? And doesn't that impose an obligation on me to forgive rather beyond offering it freely? There are at least two things wrong with these objections. One is how little we understand the harmfulness of our own actions. I wonder whether the burning fire of Purgatory as we understand it will consist mainly of the pain of clearly seeing for the first time all the hurtful results of our own decisions. But that may not be the biggest mistake we make in considering this parable. I know it concludes with, So also my heavenly Father will do to every one of you, if you do not forgive your brother from your heart. (Mt 18: 35). But what if the reality is not so much that God makes the mercy he offers conditional on the mercy we offer others, but rather that the mercy we offer others flows like an unstoppable river from the mercy we accept? I am convinced God is always the first mover of all mercy and grace, which he offers freely and with out any condition to all. Our forgiveness of others, then, is not a condition of God's grace to us but the natural result of our having received it. The degree to which we eagerly seek to forgive others reflects how completely we ourselves have accepted God's grace and mercy.

Now, sometimes the path of wanting what is best for the person who has hurt me - in mercy and grace - includes holding them accountable, not as a condition of forgiveness but for their own sake. In the case of receiving forgiveness, perhaps this accountability is psychologically inextricable from the entire process, but that is a different thing from granting forgiveness to others. And sometimes the only way I can put into practice any desire for what is best for my offender is to pray for them while I also pray for God to set me free from the unforgiveness I bear. And as I've discussed elsewhere, forgiveness is often not a one-and-done deal: the act of letting go of our right to cling to our injury is often a reiterative effort, particularly in response to our deepest hurts.

But above all, we must remember God is patient and loving and merciful with us in helping us forgive, in teaching us to be merciful as he is. We should be patient with ourselves and remain determined to seek his help when forgiveness continues to seem utterly beyond our capacity.

Saturday, May 24, 2014

Lessons to learn

Okay, there are a lot of takeaways from Isla Vista.

We have to figure out a way to keep mentally ill people from getting guns. That obviously doesn't solve the whole problem, he killed his first three victims and wounded several others without firing a gun.

I hate that women routinely have to be concerned about men's intentions.

I hate that Hollywood can delude itself into thinking it isn't as much of the problem as it is. As far as Hollywood is concerned, this is all about guns.

How responsible can a mentally ill person be for his own actions?

If he hadn't swallowed the unreasonable expectations that Hollywood puts forth about sex, could he have chosen differently?

I suppose I am also grateful that I have turned away from a lot of corrupting influence.

I wish I could ignore the ways that I have been part of the problem.

Friday, May 23, 2014

Today's word

preterit(e) \PRET-uh-rut\ - past tense
Preferred form is without the final e.

Small wonder

As I stepped out of the hot shower this morning, the sunlight was streaming through the tree in the back yard and refracted by the frosted glass of the bathroom window. The tiny mist droplets from the shower were individually and collectively visible in the light, and I first noticed them floating upward on a draft of warm air. I kept my eye on this space as I continued to towel off, seeing how the gradual downward drift of the mist would be disturbed by the air currents from the movement of my body and the towel. As I finished drying, I playfully blew through the air, observing the mist as it was parted by and swirled around the puffs of air.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Lack of humility

Once we have decided about something, the most allegedly open-minded of us become blind to our close-mindedness.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Introspection

This aspect of myself of which I've always been so proud? Turns out it was part of the problem all along.

I can live with . . . er, without . . . that.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Applying the ABCs of CBT

(or Using the tools:)

This morning I'm grateful for the ability to recognize a pattern of thinking that dates back to my childhood as what it is, and to think and thereby act and feel differently.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Today's word

shinplaster \SHIN-plass-ter\ - 1. a piece of privately issued paper currency; especially : one poorly secured and depreciated in value  2. a piece of paper money in denominations of less than one dollar
The current definition makes sense in light of the word's earlier meaning.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Today's word

eidetic \eye-DET-ik\ - marked by or involving extraordinarily accurate and vivid recall especially of visual images
I knew this word once. That I failed to remember what it meant when I saw it is likely indicative that it doesn't describe my memory.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Not where I want to be

A dear friend of the family has passed away in MD, and I am not going to be with my wife when she goes to help lay him to rest. I so wish I could be.

I will instead go that evening to the viewing for a former coworker who passed away last week, and will pray that God will use my presence here for his glory when my heart longs to be there.

Then, in two weeks, I will make an unaccompanied trip to MD for my cousin's memorial service and interment. I know that my bride will feel the same way about staying behind then that I do now, but she will be doing what we agree that she should, supporting a young high school graduate as she prepares to embark on her life's journey.

Chaos

One of the central themes of our family therapy program was learning to manage our home so as to minimize chaos. Of course we can't eliminate it totally; after all, life happens. But as an unhealthy family we tended to act in patterns that increased the level of chaos rather than resolving it. Making conscious decisions about what activities we were going to be participate in, rather than getting our lives over-committed on a regular basis, was an important aspect of our family's emotional health. Another was for each family member to learn what we were responsible for, and to take responsibility for our own areas and let go of things that were outside our own purview. Directly related to this was not allowing other family members to create unreasonable burdens for us.

I am grateful to live without the chaotic dynamic which was part of our family dysfunction and a contributor to our general unhealthiness.

Monday, May 12, 2014

Blog neglect, again

My lack of logging in all weekend was not due to a dearth of things to share or to reflect on, but because of a very busy weekend. But I now have a vegetable garden again after taking last year off, plus read some more of my book, spent several hours hanging out with my honey, gifted my bride for Mother's Day, rode my bike 32 miles, comforted my sweetie as well as I could on a death that hit really close to home, provided nice guitar-only accompaniment for a responsorial psalm I hadn't listened to before Saturday, cooked a nice dinner, and had a wonderful time with our in-town daughters and grandchildren.

Friday, May 09, 2014

On average, . . .

. . . (if I'm thinking correctly,) once in every hundred occurrences, the last two digits of a randomly generated (decimal) code will match the previous two digits.

This has now happened to me twice in a row.

No, I'm not going to buy a lottery ticket. I refuse to believe that one highly unlikely mathematical happenstance improves the immediate probability of another one.

Thursday, May 08, 2014

Today's word

cataract \KAT-uh-rakt\ - 1. a clouding of the lens of the eye or of its surrounding transparent membrane that obstructs the passage of light  2a. waterfall; especially : a large one over a precipice  b. steep rapids in a river
c. downpour, flood
I'm pretty sure I had heard the second definition before, but only rarely. Maybe only once.

Wednesday, May 07, 2014

A life without hope and self-respect

His dad and mine were drunk together at every family gathering when we were growing up. He was charming, and fun. But I had at least one advantage he didn't: my drunken dad was not my biological father, so I didn't inherit any genetic tendency to alcoholism.

I think he was lost already by the time he decided to embrace the "Flap" persona.

Beyond the genetics, who knows fully how his own choices played out in his life? What role did his unspeakable act in his youth, against someone who trusted him utterly, have in his subsequent inability to live with himself in the absence of self-medication? (No, it wasn't me. I learned of this only this century, and am leaving it vague out of respect for the privacy of someone I love dearly.)  It's pretty easy to understand why he alone among his siblings stuck by his drunken father side in his parents' divorce; neither of them ever viewed the other's alcoholism as a problem. It's easy to understand why he chose his addiction - insofar as he was able to choose, or "why he couldn't help but choose" - over his wife and son.

And it is easy, in hindsight, to understand that he could not hope to face his life soberly.

I find myself praying for God's grace to reach him in eternity where Dave did not allow it to do so in time. Also, I am praying for all those who have loved him much more closely than I ever had a chance to. I mean, when I was a kid I probably looked up to him more than any of my cousins; he was the most popular and charismatic of them; I believe this "golden boy" status became a negative influence in his life. And he alone of my cousins came to support my mom (his godmother) when my sister died, though in hindsight I wonder how much of that was his mom's instigation and implementation. But it was back around the time - over a decade before - that he transitioned to Flap, that I became pretty disillusioned with what he was about, and pretty disappointed at how those around him, including my mom and uncle, embraced this image he seemed to be trying to create of himself. Still, they are not responsible for who Dave became or how his life turned out, by any means.

How deeply he hurt those who loved him: his mother, siblings, ex-wife, and son.

Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him. May he rest in peace. May any bonds that have entered other lives through his influence be broken and each person set free, and those who have loved him be comforted in their pain and loss.





Elusive hope

Sometimes . . . we can be torn between our compelling needs to grieve and to protect the feelings of the people we love.

Sometimes . . . the endearing, carefree mask a person wears hides a brokenness he can never escape.

Sometimes . . . recognizing the undeniable truth of his brokenness can feel as if we are making excuses for his dreadful choices, even though we intend no such thing.

Sometimes . . . someone we love and trust inexplicably hurts us or others we love, in ways that no one would dare deny us our right to wrap ourselves around in our determination to keep him from ever hurting us again.

Sometimes . . . the injury that a person inflicts on one we love utterly eclipses our respect and compassion for them.

Sometimes . . . the path of love and mercy is to forgive the unforgivable, not ever granting approval to those hurtful acts but choosing as often as we must to let go of the pain and to desire the best for him.

Sometimes . . . the equally undeniable truth that our clinging - our determined self- and other-protection - now serves only to keep us bound to our hurt can feel like just one more burden on our already sagging shoulders, the straw that will surely break our back.

Sometimes . . . our only hope is to ask God to do in us that to which we cannot aspire for ourselves, and thereby to set us free at last.

God, please grant grace - undeserved, unfathomable grace - to my late cousin's tormented soul, and peace to our own hearts.