Category Archives: Differences in Grace for Different personalities.

 Eileen:

Our tendency to make “image” our God is a spiritual issue.  Years ago  becoming aware of my weakness of envy helped me recognize that I use sarcastic humor to “cut people I envy down to my size.”  We all possess natural strengths and talents, as well as corresponding weaknesses.  We naturally want others to admire our strenghts and overlook our weaknesses.  Pointing out others’ weaknesses through sarcasm is an attempt to level the playing field.

Working with a Spiritual director many years ago made we aware of my unrecognized feelings of inferiority and attempts to bring others down to my level with cutting humor. Recognizing and accepting areas that I felt weak in helped me start accepting my humanity and quit trying to “cut people down to my size.”   But later in life, having had to admit to failures to use my own gifts effectively, I had to recognize that I had resurrected that leveling weapon and was using it on people with similar personalities and talents to mine who had used them more effectively. Facing our inborn weaknesses is one thing. Facing our failure to effectively use our gifts for the benefit of others is a much harder challenge.   

Father Richard Rohr writes of “the integration of the negative.” Rather than insisting that God values perfection or an idealized morality, Francis of Assisi intuited, through the example of Jesus’ life and death, that God could be found in all things, even those our religion and culture urge us to reject. Father Richard writes:  

I suppose there is no more counterintuitive spiritual idea than the possibility that God might actually use and find necessary what we fear, avoid, deny, and deem unworthy. This is what I mean by the “integration of the negative.” Yet I believe this is the core of Jesus’ revolutionary good news, the apostle Paul’s deep experience, and the central insight that Francis and Clare of Assisi lived out with such simple elegance.  

The integration of the negative still has the power to create “people who are turning the whole world upside down” as was said of early Christians (see Acts 17:6). Today, some therapists call this pattern of admitting our shortcomings and failures “embracing our shadow.” Such surrendering of superiority, or even a need for superiorityis central to any authentic enlightenment. Without it, we are misguided ourselves and poor guides for others.  

Francis and Clare made what most would call the negative or disadvantage shimmer and shine by their delight in what the rest of us ordinarily oppose, deny, and fear: things like being insignificant, poor, outside systems of power and status, or weakness in any form. Francis generally referred to these conditions as minoritas. This is a different world than most of us choose to live in. We all seem invariably to want to join the majority and to be admired. Francis and Clare instead made a preemptive strike at both life and death, offering a voluntary assent to full reality in all its tragic wonder. They made a loving bow to the very things that defeat, scare, and embitter most of us, such as poverty, powerlessness, imperfection, and being ridiculed.  

I personally think that honesty about ourselves and all of reality is the way that God makes grace totally free and universally available. We all find our lives eventually dragged into opposition, problems, “the negatives” of sin, failure, betrayal, gossip, fear, hurt, disease, etc., and especially the ultimate negation: death itself. Good spirituality should utterly prepare us for that instead of teaching us high-level denial or pretense.  

Needing a ladder to climb only appeals to our egotistical consciousness and our need to win or be rightwhich is not really holiness at all—although it has been a common counterfeit for holiness in much of Christian history. The Ten Commandments are about creating social order (a good thing), but the eight Beatitudes (Matthew 5:3–12) of Jesus are all about incorporating what seems like disorder (a negative),which promotes a much better and different level of consciousness.  ( Richard Rohr)

Recognizing our failures and knowing that God has already forgiven us is the grace for forgiving ourselves. And that can free us to grow and even change. (Eileen)

The Dance of Gender Differences

Christianity was created by men, the bible was written by men, religion has been controlled completely until very recently by men. Women and men most often are born with different traits (not always.) God created us different so we would bond across those differences, which working together could make each other and the world a better place. The Working Together in a dance is the goal…..different strengths are needed for different challenges and times. To have balance there needs to be freedom to take turns leading in the dance. The spiritual journey changes us throughout our life. At 87 I’ve recognized how I have changed my view of everything, including God and Jesus and other religions, over my journey.  Jesus fleshes out the spiritual journey in a way I personally can learn from, so he’s my “go to” guy. But I figure I will probably still be seeing  new aspects of our life journeys on my death bed! No person or religion has all the truth, nothing but the truth, even with the help of God (which would make us equal to God!) Once we recognize that we are all one and that God is Love by any name, we can trust the spirit within. Then we can roll with the changes in this life. It is a school for learning to Love…our own unfinished, so flawed , selves and thus even the enemy who is unfinished like us but in different aspects. We actually NEED each other to help us become whole.

Sometimes It’s Lonely Being Weird

I don’t have much to give, but what I do have, I’d like to share with you. I’d like to share my own journey, but not because yours will be the same. What I’d like to pass on is that life is a journey and the only constant is change. So, the idea of being open to  a new stage of your journey opening up for you is something I hope will ease your transitions.  And sometimes the hardest parts are the fertilizer for growing more loving.

I grew up in a religion, but fairly early on questioned a lot of it. Because I didn’t know any better, I connected and limited the idea of a God to religion so when I became disillusioned with religion, I stopped believing in God.

Since I just naturally look for possibilities to make life better, I figured it was up to us to make our world better if there was no God. I became active in the Civil Rights movement to help give African Americans equal rights. I tutored children in a ghetto school who could not read and worked with a Catholic organization that was trying to get better jobs for African Americans, though I was no longer Catholic or Christian. After a while I realized that because of prejudice, learning to read would not actually give black children or adults a chance at better jobs. 

Meanwhile in my group of educated, supposedly Christian, white friends who were lawyers, doctors, and scientists, I witnessed not just disinterest, but a fear of and even hate many had for African Americans who were trying to get equal rights. Obviously neither religion nor a college education overcame prejudice.

Then, when Martin Luther King’s March on Washington came through Nashville, I was answering the phones in the NAACP’s office while the buses were stopping there. A number of young men, who belonged to organizations that were much more militant and violent than Martin Luther King’s, came into the office. Their obvious hatred of me and bullying , just because I was white, were scary. I went home convinced that we were going to have a bloody race war in America. And that terrified me for both my own children and for those sweet, friendly young black children I had tutored.

Martin Luther King and his Christian non-violent movement saved us from that.

I realize now that his willingness to not only devote his life to helping others, but to suffer and risk dying for them, came from his relationship with Jesus. He believed Christianity was about experiencing the love of God first hand and passing it on, even to our enemies.

I need to explain why, as someone who lived in the South most of my life, I was not consciously prejudiced. My father was an intelligent man, whose personality made him open to questioning the status quo. It was the hand he was dealt at birth, even though most of his family were not like this. He was a newpaperman with an insatiable desire for knowledge. He devoured history, philosphy, science, literature, and theology. He was also a frustrated idealist, who wasn’t always able to handle the gap between reality and his vision of how things should be without sometimes dulling the pain with alcohol. Idealists are not perfect, not even ones like Martin Luther King, who cheated on his wife even though he knew Jesus and was willing to die for others. But idealists are frequently willing to spend and lose their life trying to make life better for the powerless, including idealists who because of Jesus actually try to not hate those who hate them. So, I wasn’t taught to hate either side, even after our house was bombed when my newspaper editor father supported an African American for a place on the school board in the early fifties in Houston, Texas.

As I became more aware of the hatred on both sides of the race issue, I decided that we needed ways to change people’s attitudes, not just laws. So, I went back to college to study psychology. And though I eventually realized that many people don’t see a need to change, psychology helped me in my own personal struggle to cope with the gap between reality and the ideal.

In my personal life at the time of my search for ways to help people become more loving and open to those different from themselves, I lived a life of pleasures available to those who were affluent. When one of the couples in our social group decided to give up their sizeable income, their home, and lifestyle to work full time for Campus Crusade for Christ, that got my attention. They had always seemed to be  rather average well to do American Christians. But this was a whole new ballgame and though I didn’t understand it, I envied anyone who believed in something enough to give up all the perks of being affluent Americans.

The key to their change seemed to be that they had taken a leap from just attempting the minimum love in the ten commandments, into “Here I am, God. I am yours.” This opened them up to a growing give and take relationship with an accessible Jesus who fleshed out the unconditional love of God. Not an easy leap for a “show me” kind of person like me. But several women I met from Campus Crusade spoke about new self awareness and the grace to change. That revived a tiny bit of my lost hope that people could change.

A warning here: Everyone’s journey is unique. Humans are not cookie cutter beings. And everything from inborn personality types, to genes, family traditons, life experiences, wounds and gifts, and current trends in our particular culture will influence our personal journeys. The only inherent similarity is that a journey involves accepting a need for growth through change.

Along the seeking phase of my journey I had read the Bible all the way through. I found contradictions that seemed to me to be because of human evolution. Not having studied the Bible much, a lot of the claims of the New Testament definitely sounded against the laws of nature, as we currently understood them anyway. And when I asked my church going Christian friends about miracles, they didn’t seem to believe them relevant in the present times anyway. Since the New Testament was about miracles and changed lives with people becoming willing to die for what they believed God wanted, I have to admit that I felt some disappointment.

Another warning: In retrospect about my taking a leap that changed my view and gave me a source of love and strength, I can see how slowly and carefully God prepared me for that leap. There is again a unique journey with tiny steps that prepare us for the leaps. And someone pushing us either too soon or to a decision that is not part of our own journey, will not work for us. Studying psychology and having some therapy helped heal wounds I did not know I had. Wounds that kept me from being able to believe I was loveable. I’m a theory person, who is mostly oblivious to the concrete world around me. Abstract issues and theories were very little help in my role as a wife and mother of five children. I felt hopelessly inadequate all the time. Feelings of inadequacy keep us so focused on ourselves, that we have nothing left for loving others. Being accepted with compassion when I admitted I didn’t think I was capable of really loving anyone was the beginning of a new important stage of my journey. Knowing with BOTH mind and heart that we are loved just as we are is what frees us to begin growing more loving all our lives. It’s not a smooth journey even then, because there are deeper wounds and even new wounds that have to be healed to make our next leap in loving. But there are lots of sources helpful for healing. Growth is a life long process. And for all any one knows for sure, it might be longer than that!

As far as religion goes, the mystics of the world religions, both Judeo-Christian and others, agree that everything is one. So, whatever we do affects the whole. The mystics are the people whose lives are focused on seeking and encountering aspects of God. But, others also experience that oneness. Once I had experienced it, I found it’s a reality that undermines my justification for rejecting others different from me, ultimately even those that hate or hurt me.

I finally realized that either thinking I can know God fully or that I know there is no God is hubris. Even Einstein saw that. As close as I can come to describing God is Love. And for me, Jesus is not only a model of how to grow in love, but an actual expression of that Love that can become the source of healing, freeing, strengthening, guiding, and Love growing in us. He has also been my source of faith for and experiences of what we, in our ignorance, call miracles.

Though I searched in many places in and outside of religions, I found God only when I was ready to risk saying, “Jesus, if you are who you claimed to be, the Love of God expressed for us, then I want you as my Savior and Lord.” And for me that meant, “I want you as my guide, my best friend, as my go to source of the grace of Love,  healing, wisdom, strength, comforting, forgiveness, and growth in loving myself and all others.” In other words, a source of Love/grace that can save me from my selfishness.  I have no way of knowing how anyone else’s journey will be nurtured.  I know and love people who have come to believe as I do, that the purpose of life is learning how to truly love unconditionally, but they learned this through other ways.  I share my process in case it helps anyone else, but I don’t believe it’s the only way to grow in Love.  I do believe that however we come to believe in and experience unconditional love, it has to be with both mind and heart. 

Jesus gives God a face. The God who is way beyond understanding gives me a glimpse to help me trust that all of us tiny people, who are floating helplessly in a giant universe or perhaps even more universes, matter. We are tiny, but integral, parts of the whole.

This was something that made a difference for me… a beginning of a journey that has involved a lot of scary opening up to trying to understand and love people different from me……including fundamentalist Christians……and people whose prejudices I don’t share …..those who scorn my faith…. and those who hurt me or who cannot forgive me for hurting them.

It is not easy being weird. And as an evangelical, “born again” Christian and a liberal Democrat, who once danced for sheer joy at the awesomeness of God when reading a book describing evolution in the micro to the macro of our universe; as a person with several generations of intelligent, spiritual, and loving homosexual partners in my immediate family, as a person who recognizes truth in metaphors, so doesn’t take all the Bible literally, but has experienced the presence of Jesus, sheer overwhelming joy from the Love of God, and too many “miracles” to limit God in anyway, I definitely am a rare bird…..in other words…..weird.

No two journeys are exactly alike. And they call us to change often along the way.  And even with grace that’s not easy. But the joy of knowing we are all loved at each stage, even when we falter, makes it worth the struggle.

Faith And Experience

Recently in a class someone questioned the Ascension, which to me questions the Resurrection. I remembered a brilliant Scripture professor priest who was one of the consultants on Scripture at Vatican II saying that for him belief in the Resurrection was a crucial part of faith.  I remember saying it wasn’t for me, but not actually being aware of why it wasn’t.  Today, I realized that my Conversion experience of both the unconditional Love of God and my several experiences of an awareness of an actual presence that fleshed out that Love that I assumed was Jesus pretty much makes the Apostles experience of the resurrected Jesus believable for me.  I’ve had over 2000 hours of classes in Scripture and Theology from Catholic, Methodist, and Episcopalian sources, many of them college courses.  Most of them were after studying Scripture on my own and confirmed the understandings and insights I had from devouring the Scriptures daily after my conversion.  People who are very logical and more or less trust only what they can see and touch are still good Christians like the Apostle Thomas. When the other Apostles couldn’t deal with the warning Jesus gave them about His suffering coming in Jerusalem, Thomas recognized it was true and knew it probably meant suffering for all of them but he was still willing to go and maybe even die with Jesus.  That was Love with a capital L. And Scripture says, “There is Faith, Hope, and Love. And the greatest of these is Love.” Perhaps some of us are more like Peter, easily frightened and flakey on the courage part, so we need to experience His presence as a saving grace when we are sinking in the stormy waters of life. I am and always have been a “wus.” I belong to the Church of Devout Cowardice!  And though for a couple of decades I have not experienced that presence that gave me assurance, the memory of them remains strong and real to me.  I love science and believe in things like evolution and consider a lot of Scripture metaphorical rather than literal. Since I believe that truth is not the same as fact, metaphorical truth is actually more important to me.  My experiences have been such grace for me, that they have brought me through some hard and even dark times. I still get angry with God and argue with Him. But since I can often see God in the timing in my life and since I have felt the presence of Jesus several times, I don’t doubt that Love anymore.

The Spiritual Journey to Wholeness

I am an idealist:   The positive is that I want to make things better and often can. The negative is that since nothing and no one is perfect in this life, I have to fight the tendency to always be unhappy with what is.

I’m a people person:  Relationships are important to me. The positive is that I reach out to people and notice and can respond to their obvious needs. The negative is that many people are not about relationship and either don’t notice my needs or find them overwhelming.

I respond to life emotionally first.  The positive is that I care about people and want to help them.  The downside is that I am not logical about limits to what I or others can do and am susceptible to giving up on using my gifts and sometimes on relationships.

I am intuitive which helps me be open to new ideas and possibilities and see connections that others may not see between cause and effect. The downside is that sometimes I connect things people do, or do not say or do, to motivations that aren’t real. 

I focus on ideas, thoughts, and possibilities which can help me be creative and open to learning new things. But the downside is I often literally don’t SEE the concrete world around me that is important to others.

We are born with different tendencies to personal focus and values, so we have strengths and weaknesses in different areas, but our birth families and lives may challenge us to develop coping skills different, but less effective, than our natural gifts. So the degree of focus and competence will vary some, but generally not completely. We literally see and hear differently in the same situation. We did not get to chose this. And it affects everything.

The differences for all of us are loosely:                                                                                    Focus outward vs focus inward.                                                                                         Focus on the concrete and known vs seeking new ideas and possibilities.                                                          Responding to people and the world from logic vs emotions.                    The need to move quickly to closure/decisions vs wanting to stay open to other possibilities.

Our upbringing and early influences and survival needs can affect the strength and thus the balance of these tendencies, but will not wipe them out. So we can end up being a square peg in a round hole in our lifestyles, professions, relationships, and even religions.

I stress type differences because it was what I studied and actively worked with for twenty years and understanding it made a huge difference in my marriage of sixty years, since Julian and I were extreme opposites in every area of differences. 

This does make marriage more challenging, but once understood it can not only help stay together, it can help us grow and change and become more balanced and understanding of those different from ourselves and free us to love across differences.

What I am working on understanding is if those of us who are : focused outward, open to possibilities, and inclined to stay open to possibilities may be called to lead in attempts to understand one another, so we can allow and maybe even benefit from a balance in these personality traits. Understanding frees us from hating and judging.

But it really has to begin by understanding and accepting the reality of our own strengths and weaknesses. For me understanding these differences helped me value my strengths and understand why some things are so hard for me and that I had to often learn by failing. This eventually not only helped me forgive myself for my failures, but to forgive those I love for their undeveloped sides. We’ve all got them, because we are unfinished human beings.

Now, something I began to recognize in my sixties was that I was becoming more capable in my weak areas, but at the temporary cost of my strengths even in my ways of being open to grace. Since women tend to share both their ups and downs, friends around my age began to struggle with the same thing.  It began to occur to me that the second half of life is a series of dying to strengths (self) so we can develop our weak side.  This is a journey to wholeness, perhaps holiness.

It’s nothing short of miraculous.  When Julian was dying those two years, he needed caregiving in ways that used to would have been impossible for me. I’m sure since he knew me so well, that it was terrifying when I had to do things to/for him that required focus on small physical details and using physical skills that he knew I didn’t have!  God bless him!  And yes, it was scary and challenging for me and at the end I was grateful that he could have professional medical care in the nursing home though I stayed with him there for five months.  But what a blessing for me. I was able to love him in ways I never could have before.  And if we are open to these challenges of change, we will not only be able to love in ways we have never loved before, but to also better understand and love those very different from us. No one dies perfect, but we can die like Jesus did, understanding even our enemies.

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