Summer of 1998 includes much emotional work and attempts
at getting to know myself and my reality.
I have some of my first exposures to mindfulness and try
to move toward acceptance of self. A dream and some author's ideas also help me let go, at least a little, of an overactive preoccupation with self.
Awareness is the first step
to making new choices.
Use mindfulness to cope with
pain and anxiety. If you feel anxious feelings arising inside, try to witness
them (take 3 deep breaths, and
then pay attention to what is happening in your mind).
Instead of getting stuck in
judging, be the observer.
By not engaging the mind in
battle, by watching and letting go, it will soon become quiet.
I
see a weed that needs to be pulled. When I give it a slight tug, the whole
plant/root comes up, out of the basement – it is a long root, 12-14 feet in
length, but it all comes up, wholly and completely out. I am surprised: usually
pulling weeds is harder, and tap roots break off rather than come out intact. I
am aware of God doing it.
I ponder this dream and take it as assurance that I can
cease striving and know that God will “do it.” God will work in me to remove
the taproot of habitual egoic self that wills to be first, to be god. Once a
counselor said to me, “I have good news and bad news: there is a God, and you
are not it.”
Leanne Payne writes,
“The desire on the part of the created to be as the
Creator is the deepest taproot of pride…
To walk in
the Spirit is to cease striving in our own strength and goodness, and to walk
in His…
To walk in the Spirit is to live in the present
moment, always looking to Christ, always practicing His Presence, always moving
in tandem with Him…
“And I will betroth you to Me forever:…, In lovingkindness and in compassion,
And I will betroth you to Me in faithfulness. Then you will know
the Lord.”
-Hosea 2:19-20 NAS
I also feel the weed dream somehow addresses the taproot
of non-acceptance, related to pride, within me. God will remove the depressive
root of hatred of self, and enable me to find and accept the person that is me.
More of Payne’s words --
"In rejecting and hating herself, she had
fallen into pride.. She wanted to be good enough on her own…
"The humble acceptance of myself as fallen but
now justified by Another who is my righteousness is the basis on which I can
accept myself, learn to laugh at myself, be patient with myself. And then
wonder of wonders, be enabled for at least part of the time to forget
myself.
"Humble yourselves - feeling very insignificant - in the presence of the
Lord, and He will exalt you.
He will lift you up and make your lives significant" (James 4:10
Amplified)."
June and July hold full schedules.
We attend and assist
with showers and weddings: of Katy and Ryan, Jeremy and Melissa, Natalie and
Scott, Sarah and Andrew.
Gregg and I trek to our two-hour counseling sessions with
Maureen nearly every other week and endure the awkward and often painful
debriefs as we drive home.
We host a German student for a couple of weeks; it
is his family to which Seth will visit the following summer and the reason Seth
works to make money in order to take that school trip to Germany (Seth rises
early to work the Sheldahl factory line and mows the Lindenwood grounds).
Seth also hangs out with friends into wee hours of the morning.
Becky has orthodontic
appointments, goes to camp, auditions for Northfield youth choir, takes drivers
ed.
Gregg goes on his annual boundary waters canoe and
fishing trip: one in this summer includes Mark, Becky, Seth, and friends.
Becky has orthodontic
appointments, goes to camp, auditions for Northfield youth choir, takes drivers
ed.
Mark and Dan have soccer practices and games and tournaments; Dan has band
lessons, Mark helps mow.
Gregg goes on his annual boundary waters canoe and
fishing trip: one in this summer includes Mark, Becky, Seth, and friends.
In addition to managing six people’s schedules, there’s
much grappling with familial emotional upheaval.
July
26, 1998.
Becky
and I cried together yesterday over hurts. She says she'll never get married
'cause there's no guy out there trustworthy or decent....I tried assuring her
that there may be a good match for her, or maybe God will keep her single, but
in whatever happens, she can know that God will take care of her... and after
our conversation I went upstairs and wept over some of hardship and hurts that
we've brought on our kids by our mistakes and asked God to heal the hurts and
'give back the years the locusts have eaten.
Seth
is feeling rather depressed, unhappy with himself…
Gregg
talked with his brother John this week and asked him to do counseling (with our
therapist) and John said yes… If he does start into counseling, it'd be a step
toward restoring relationship... Also this week, Gregg's been frustrated at work, moreso
than usual, and bummed about finances and his past actions and the hurt he's
brought to us...... he wept one night midweek.
Lots
of tears here.

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