Showing posts with label Shame. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shame. Show all posts

Monday, March 4, 2013

Of Expectations and Sex





So this post is a result of recently watching half of the movie “Bridesmaids”, reading a powerful blog post “The Sexy Wife I Can’t Be”, and thinking about the parable of the man who hired laborers for his vineyard (Matthew 20:1-16).  You don’t have to have seen the movie—I’ll explain the scene I’m thinking of—but reading that blog post and that parable might be helpful.  In short, “The Sexy Wife I Can’t Be” is about a marriage conference at her church and how she, as a woman who has suffered sexual abuse, responds.  The parable is the one where the owner of the vineyard hires workers at the start of the day and agrees on the standard day’s wages for them.  Then he goes out several more times throughout the day to hire more people, and tells them that he will pay them whatever is right.  When he pays everyone at the end of the day, he pays the ones who were hired last and who worked the shortest amount of time, first, and he pays them the standard day’s wages.  When he gets to paying those who worked first and the entire day, they thought they were going to get more, but they get paid the standard day’s wages.  They start to grumble, and the owner says, “Friend, I am doing you no wrong.  Did you not agree with me for a denarius [a day’s wage]?  Take what belongs to you and go.  I choose to give to this last worker as I give to you.  Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to me?  Or do you begrudge my generosity?”

Our expectations stem from what we believe that we are owed.  What am I owed? 

When it comes to sex, what am I owed?  Our culture teaches that sex is about self-fulfillment.  Culture’s expectation is that your partner must meet your needs.  There is a scene in “Bridesmaids” where the main characters are on a plane to Las Vegas.  Rita, a bawdy discontented wife, is talking with Becca, a soft spoken conservative wife, and is aghast at finding out that Becca’s only sexual experience has been with her husband.  The scene is presented such that not knowing “what you want” is so foreign as to be comedic. 

In contrast, the church teaches abstinence and emphasizes purity.  And I agree with this approach to sexuality.  But purity can be preached to the exclusion of grace.  The message that sex is worth the wait can be hounded so as to produce a response of fear, shame, and hopelessness.  A moment of weakness from which you can never recover.  Or the choice was taken from you in an abuse that you had no power to stop.  (Another good blog post is “The Day I Turned in My V-Card”.)

I’m guessing that both sides set up false expectations.  They both place the focus on self and what the self can either get out of it or what the self must do.  Culture’s expectation is that you are owed “the best” and it is your right to search until you find it.  This unfortunately dooms you to forever searching.  The church’s expectation, whether intended or not, is that if like in the parable you bear the heat of the day and remain sexually pure, it will be worth the wait and your efforts will be rewarded with fabulous married sex.  This unfortunately sets up a culture of fear and shame, and a rude awakening that healthy sexuality—within marriage—will still take work. 

The proper place for sex is inside the marriage covenant.  Marriage is a picture of Christ and the Church—and is a great mystery (Ephesians 5:31-32)Do you know that God made about 350,000 species of beetles?  And no snowflake is or will ever be copied?  Think about how each of our finger prints of the current 7 billion living humans is different.  That’s 70 billion different combinations of loops, whorls, and arches!  If God is that into uniqueness and creativity, why do we think that we could have correct expectations or predictions about the consummation of the deepest human covenant?  God is the giver of all good gifts.  Gift cards and form letters aren’t good gifts! And that's what expectations are--generic gift cards and form letters.  Good gifts keep the person receiving the gift in mind and they are unique to that person. 

Don’t put expectations of any kind on people—but especially of sex.  So if you're teaching, be mindful that there is probably diversity in your audience.  On an individual level, don’t listen to culture’s demands that you explore and experiment to find the perfect partner who will always satisfy your desires.  You don't know what they are!  Trust your Creator to give you a good gift.  Also, don’t take up the shame that if you didn’t wait until marriage for sex or if that choice was taken from you, what was worth the wait will never be.  You can never go where Grace will not reach and heal you.   

Part of a good gift is the mystery of it.  The union between man and wife in marriage is a mystery and a gift.  Your Father knows how to give good gifts. Trust Him. 

Don’t pick up expectations.  Put down the ones you have.  I have to and have been putting down dread.  What do you have to put down?  Any married folk want to offer insight or maybe correct me?  :o)

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Grace is a Dance


 

Grace is a dance
Don’t be afraid to jump in
Let your Partner lead
He won’t let you fall
He will help you stand

Be aware of others new to the dance floor
Less sure, less fluid
Allow them their space to learn
Their Partner will lead them

But!
Don’t hold back from enjoying
your freedom of yielded steps!

Your joy may entice those
--in the dance hall but in a chair--
to take off their heavy coats of propriety
(Coats of their fathers’
who couldn’t brave the dance either)
Their oughts and shouldn’ts producing
a guilt that steals the rhythm from their feet

For in this dance there is no room for guilt
No room for shame
Your Partner’s steps lead you
into joy and peace
Trust and follow and enjoy the dance 


Inspirational sources: 
Romans 14 (whole chapter, but especially vs 4 and 23)
Acts 15:28-29
Romans 5:1-5
Oh, and I may have borrowed a lyric from Wham!, too. 


Tuesday, June 19, 2012

A Woman Unashamed - Addendum


Welcome to my blog!  And a special welcome to you if you’re visiting after reading my guest post on Renee Fisher’s Devotional Diva.  This entry is a companion reader to that post, which Renee wonderfully named, “A Woman Unashamed”.

That post started off by saying that I don’t like writing out of emotions.  And I don’t.  That didn’t start off as a guest post.  It started off as an email.  And it was an email because commenting on Renee’s blog seemed too public.  It’s ok if you laughed, I find God’s sense of humor very funny, too.

I also believe that God is big enough for our emotions—joy, sorrow, anger, confusion, whatever.  And that wrestling with God is really really important.  You’re not less of a person for not understanding or not sheepishly accepting things.  Needing to wrestle things out with God makes you more of a person, in my opinion.  Jacob might also agree. 

However, we weren’t designed to be lone rangers either, but for community.  So there is a certain healthy level of venting to another human being that we need.  I’m still learning what that healthy level is, and while I’ve erred on both sides—silence and vocal—my major tendency is to err on the side of silence.  Both sides can be destructive. 

Here’s a picture of how I see that venting works:  If you’re an introvert like me, you process your ideas, emotions, frustrations, problems in your head.  When I’m doing that, sometimes I reach a point where churning the ideas and thoughts over and over ceases to produce anything new or useful.  It’s just the same ideas/emotions rehashed, bouncing around inside my head.  They bounce off each other, picking up speed and energy, and soon it’s like a nightmarish game of junior high dodge ball, where you’re stuck in the middle and everyone’s target.  Even if I know what’s True, I can’t hear it because I’m getting pelted by spiky balls of frustrated (often negative) thoughts. 

When I finally get around to venting (why I take so long is a completely different matter for another day), speaking the thoughts ricocheting around the inside of my head releases them.  They come out, and in the process, I both actually hear what I’ve been thinking, and make room for me to hear the truth.  Once all the thoughts are out, there is now space for me to really listen. 

The key element of venting is having another person hear you—really hear your heart.  Journaling, or driving around yelling in your car, while they certainly have their place, don’t quite work the same way.  When you journal or talk to yourself, you’re still keeping your thoughts.  When talking with another human being, you’re giving them a piece of yourself.  Giving your thoughts to another forces you to take your thoughts out of the dark of isolation, and expose them to the light of communion.   

Shame can be a self perpetuating thing, because shame wants to hide.  And when shame is hidden, it grows.  Shame tells you that exposure is the worst thing that could possibly happen.  It is—it’s the worst thing that can happen to that thing causing you shame.  Exposure, done prayerfully and with wisdom, will go to the root of that shame and bring healing and freedom.  And, consequently, be one of the best things that could possibly happen.

I’m still in process.  When Renee asked if she could use my email as a post, I thought I must be crazy to agree.  But I also knew it was right.  I hope you get benefit from a glimpse of my journey, and if you’d like to chat more leave a comment or send me a message.

I recommend checking out Isaiah 54.  Go ahead and read the whole chapter, but here are some highlights that I’ve been pondering:

“Enlarge the place of your tent, 
and let the curtains of your habitations be stretched out;
do not hold back; lengthen your cords and strengthen your stakes. …
Fear not, for you will not be ashamed; 
do not be confounded, for you will not be disgraced;
for you will forget the shame of your youth …
For the mountains may depart and the hills be removed,
but my steadfast love shall not depart from you,
and my covenant of peace shall not be removed,” 
says the Lord, who has compassion on you.