Last week I read about a young girl, just 16 years of age,
in Kentucky who was attacked by two men shouting anti-gay slurs. Her jaw was broken, she lost several teeth
and one of the younger boys with her suffered a concussion trying to protect
his friend.
Then today I read about a woman in Nebraska who was bound, had
anti-gay slurs carved into her skin, doused with gas, and had her house set on
fire. The woman managed to escape the
house. But one can only imagine the long
difficult road ahead of her to recover from this level of trauma.
A friend left a video link on my facebook wall that tells
the story of a profoundly hurtful family response to the partner of a gay son
who had died in an accident.
And these are just snippets of what passes through not only
my inbox, but my mind and heart, on a daily basis. And some days I just want to scream and yell
and pound my fists and say to God, “Enough!
I can’t take it anymore! Too much
pain. Too much hatred. Too much fear. Too much already! Do something!
Intervene! Change hearts! Do it now before someone else gets hurt or
dies or is so emotionally and spiritually wounded that they walk away from you
or take their own life ….. Enough already God!!!”
It is true that New Direction seeks to promote generous
spaciousness rather than a particular political agenda. It is true that we tend to focus on the slow,
patient work of relational reconciliation, constructive dialogue, and mutual
respect amidst difference. And in the
big picture of things, I believe that that is what we are called to, that is
what will eventually bring sustainable transformation that ushers in more love,
peace, hope, and life for the common good of all. But ….. some days ….. I just can’t take it
anymore! Some days I just want God to
act – and to act quickly. Some days I
just want to call out the people who smugly think they are doing God’s will by
being complete a--holes. Some days, I
feel like I can’t extend any more grace to those who seem so arrogant in their
ignorance and whitewash it in the name of Jesus.
(Note: I am not
suggesting that every straight conservative Christian is a smug jerk ….. I know
there are many kind-hearted people who are trying to find a way to be loving
and to relate well. I also think,
however, that sometimes people caught in the invisible web of straight
privilege do not realize how they trigger hurt and alienation in those who do
not enjoy that same privilege.)
For those of you who may not end up reading through all of
the comments on posts, I want to share with you a comment that just broke my
heart yesterday.
Marty said, “Wendy, I have a question from the opposite end.
I have a brother who refuses to speak to me until I leave my "sinful
lifestyle." (Not sure what that means since I'm single and live pretty
much as I always have.)
Growing up and into adulthood we had a good relationship. I was the best man at his wedding before I came out. But afterward, not so much. Almost a year after I came out to him, he and his wife had their first child and my first nephew. I planned the thousand mile trip to visit and deliver gifts. But when I called to make the arrangements, he told me not to come and to never call him again.
I've sent him messages and birthday wishes several times since, saying that I would like to talk about our relationship and how we can get along even if we disagree. But he thinks that even having a relationship would be condoning sin. (I'm pretty well-versed in the Bible, so I get the irony. Unfortunately, he isn't as well versed. He just knows what his pastor tells him, but his pastor doesn't know me.)
I feel horrible about the whole thing, and I wish there were something I could do. I think about it constantly. Some of my friends tell me I just need to let him go. It's just that I've grown up my whole life hearing about how important family is and how they will be the ones who always stick with you. It feels like I'd be giving up on that too. Reading this over again, maybe it's already gone.
That's sad.”
Growing up and into adulthood we had a good relationship. I was the best man at his wedding before I came out. But afterward, not so much. Almost a year after I came out to him, he and his wife had their first child and my first nephew. I planned the thousand mile trip to visit and deliver gifts. But when I called to make the arrangements, he told me not to come and to never call him again.
I've sent him messages and birthday wishes several times since, saying that I would like to talk about our relationship and how we can get along even if we disagree. But he thinks that even having a relationship would be condoning sin. (I'm pretty well-versed in the Bible, so I get the irony. Unfortunately, he isn't as well versed. He just knows what his pastor tells him, but his pastor doesn't know me.)
I feel horrible about the whole thing, and I wish there were something I could do. I think about it constantly. Some of my friends tell me I just need to let him go. It's just that I've grown up my whole life hearing about how important family is and how they will be the ones who always stick with you. It feels like I'd be giving up on that too. Reading this over again, maybe it's already gone.
That's sad.”
OK so we know in this
situation that logic is not going to likely soften or open this brother’s heart. We could explain that when Paul says, in I
Cor. 5:11, “But now I am writing to you that you must not associate with
anyone who claims to be a brother or sister but is sexually immoral or greedy, an idolater or slanderer,
a drunkard or swindler. Do not even eat with
such people” he is speaking to a specific group in a specific historical and
cultural context. We could explain that
he is talking about behavior not orientation or attraction. We could point out the gross inconsistencies
in how we associate with all kind of people who are greedy or heterosexually
sexually immoral without giving it too much agonizing thought. We could contrast this text with other
statements by Paul such as the thought that “everything is permissible but not
everything is beneficial” (see chapter 10 of the same letter about a believer's freedom). Or we could contrast this text with the
example of Jesus who dined with tax collectors, prostitutes and other
sinners. Not to mention the universal truth that all human beings have been created in the image of God, are loved by him, and are worthy of being treated with dignity and respect. But, the likelihood would be that all of this
would fall on the deaf ears that have been closed by certainty, anger or fear.
In these situations, we may be served by letting go of the
hope or expectation that just the right argument will unlock their hearts. Going over all the logical argumentation in
your head will just drive you crazy. And
it is a pretty remote possibility that logic will bring change.
On the flip side, when we are hurt by another’s silence or
overt exclusionary statements, it can be easy to justify ourselves in a way
that puffs us up – but doesn’t really help us grieve the loss we are
feeling. It is true, the person who has
cut us off isn’t acting like Jesus. It
is true, that they may be acting out of their own fear, anxiety or
insecurity. It is true, that they may
not be able to risk thinking for themselves but are relying on the advice of a
pastor or leader who may be poorly equipped to offer Christ-like wisdom. It is true, that you may be more mature, that
you’ve given more, that you’ve reached out more, and that you feel like you’ve
been more Christ-like than they have.
But when we wrap these assurances around ourselves like a warm
protective blanket, deep on the inside something will still ring hollow, and we
will still feel hurt, and nothing will have been done to help the relationship. This kind of self-protection is completely
understandable, we all do it. I don’t
describe it here in any kind of judgmental tone. But I do describe it because I know only too
well how this strategy backfires in leaving us still longing for reconciliation
and still hurting inside.
So, what then can we do?
We can’t force reconciliation – especially when the other
person has put themselves on the “I’m right and righteous and you’re wrong and
an abomination” pedestal. Maybe we’ve
already tried demonstrating unconditional love and reaching out – and it
has been consistently met with silence or rebuff – and to keep doing that is
just pouring salt into our wounds.
Maybe, you’ve tried to confront with honest, clear, truthful statement
about how their actions make you feel.
But they’ve ignored you. Or
turned around and blamed you for being attacking or unloving because you
confronted them. And you just ended up
being hurt even more. Or you simply feel
your heart shutting down because it is just too hard to keep getting hurt,
disappointed and let down by the people who are supposed to love you and
support you no matter what.
I wish I had some perfect magic formula to heal your heart
and bring reconciliation. I sure could
use that in my own life. But I haven’t found
it.
But there are a few things I know to be true:
It is really important that you give yourself the space,
time and permission to grieve. Being
shut out of a family member’s life is profoundly hurtful. It is a great loss. Grieving may begin with acknowledging
this. Maybe it will mean allowing your
emotions to emerge: the good, the bad
and the ugly. Maybe it will mean
gathering a small group of friends who love you and accept you and support you
and reading them a letter that you have written to your family member about how
you feel …. Then destroying the letter with your friends around you offering
comfort and support. As you destroy the
letter you choose to release that family member, choose to release yourself,
and receive and accept the freedom to move on.
Not forgetting, but not being bound into an interminable loop of longing
and disappointment either.
Grieving, as I wrote in a couple of posts ago, is a messy
chaotic and unpredictable journey. So be
gentle with yourself.
Learn what triggers you and pulls you back into the cycle of
trying to fix this. There may be some
mementos or photos that you need to put away.
Maybe you need to hide someone’s profile in your facebook. Maybe you need to give yourself some boundaries
about calling or contacting them.
Be intentional about your own heart and spiritual
health. Hurt hearts can get
infected. It is a common and pervasive
problem. But infected hearts hurt us
even more because they fill us with bitterness and anger and cynicism and the
infection blocks up our ability to be the loving, kind, giving person that we
want to be. Make sure you have a trusted
confidante who will be gracious when you need to vent, who will be pastoral
when you need to confess, who will be humorous when you need to laugh, who will
weep with you when you need to cry. Don’t
isolate yourself in this hurt. Don’t
just fill your life with stuff – make some room for silence and reflection –
and allow the still, small voice of God bring you comfort and peace.
Remember that God puts the lonely in families. Be intentional to build a support system of
friends, surrogate parents, and loving sisters and brothers in Christ, who you
can share the deep and intimate happenings of your life with – both your joys
and your sorrows. Welcome children into
your life in whatever capacity makes sense in your stage of the journey. Children have a way of bringing us back to
the simple place of loving and being loved.
None of this is perfect or complete …. So remember that as
Paul describes in the 8th chapter of Romans, that we are groaning
with all of creation for God to finally come and pull back the veil and make
all things right. We are not alone in
our groaning – but the whole creation is saying, “Enough already God …. C’mon ….
Make things right!! We’re tired of
waiting …. We’re not sure if we can wait any longer ….. Fulfill your victory!”
And remember that we are not diminished in our waiting.
Waiting in this time between the times, where Christians don’t
act like Jesus, where families don’t act like families, where friends fail us,
where churches reject us, where citizens beat us, where the powerful stomp on
the weak …. Waiting in this place is made bearable because we serve a risen
Saviour who displays his wounds. Waiting
in this place is made bearable because we have been sent and given the
Comforter. Waiting is made bearable
because of Emmanuel – God is with us.
And so as you grieve and wait ….. may you know the
Everlasting Arms of Grace enfolding you, sustaining you, loving you and being
your Abba.
-WG
-WG

Thank you, Wendy. You offer some great wisdom. I, in my imperfection, will try to let this current conflict go to God. Surrounding myself with friends and surrogate family is where I need to be, and cultivating those relationships takes time and effort. And they don't always work out either, though I won't stop trying.
ReplyDeleteI think I need also to cultivate silence and a space to grieve. I have a tendency to fill the quiet with meaningless noise on the Internet or wherever I find myself. But I need to sit with myself in silence so that I can feel, though I'm afraid of the sadness. I don't want to hurt, and am afraid that being hurt means I am weak. But you are right that allowing the heart to become infected is worse.
Thank you for your response, and I hope that it helps others who are traveling the same road.
Marty - I hear a lot of resilience, intentionality, and hope in your comment. This is amazing and evidence of God's grace in your life. It is true that when we risk reaching out to build a support network there are no guarantees. People will hurt us or let us down. And it can be really hard to start over again or to work through things with someone who has hurt us.
ReplyDeleteI think most of us want to escape the pain and loneliness that we know is lurking in the deepest part of our being. Unfortunately, when we do that, we lose touch with a really significant and valuable part of ourselves. My favorite definition of sexuality is "our drive to overcome our aloneness". If this is true, then if we never face the pain of our aloneness, we will never be able to experience wholeness in our sexuality (regardless of our sexual orientation). But... this requires great courage. Personally, I think it is our weakness that keeps us from entering that place - but when we risk and exercise the courage to go to that place - we are demonstrating the kind of strength that God called Jesus to - the kind of strength that in the end defeated the power of death. I think this is true in our own being too. With the empowerment of the Spirit giving us the courage to face those deep dark places, we can also defeat the power that the pain and loneliness holds.
Much grace to you Marty. It is not an easy road you must journey - but it can be a road on which you encounter joy, friendship, intimacy and love. For those things, I will pray for you.
I must admit that I tend to take a patronizing and condescending tone. I think I do so to protect myself. I try to expect as little as possible from some people in the area of growth, understanding and critical thinking.
ReplyDeleteSome displays of bigotry don't bother me anymore; but I will say that I usually hope for a better climate in the future.
In short, I try not to expect too much from some people and hope that things will improve generally (as far as knowledge and societal attitudes go).
Marty, my heart breaks for you. My brother was the first person to ever find out I was gay. He had just moved out of home and I went to visit him one day. He stopped me in the parking lot outside of his apartment and confronted me about it. He was not very good to me concerning the whole thing, and basically told me that he didn't want me around him anymore.
ReplyDeleteI was really hurt by this, but over a few weeks time, he decided he'd treated me wrong and changed his decision and attitude.
Maybe, in time, your brother will come to do the same. I would suggest that you write him a letter. Chances are he will read it just to find out why you've written to him. In it, you can be as honest and open about how you feel about the whole thing. Sometimes words on paper really can be a better form of communication than others (you don't have to have the other person staring you down and jumping on each word out of your mouth).
Just an idea. In the meantime, you have my prayers and best wishes. But I also want you to know that, just in case he won't ever change, God will provide family for you. It may not be biological, but it can be just as meaningful. Just keep putting your trust in God, no matter what happens.
I work from the position that certain things should never be negotiable. If that means separation from certain members of my family then so be it. I've found that it's easy enough to disconnect from people who claim to love you but whose actions are proof they only really love themselves and their opinions.
ReplyDeleteFor example I broke off relations with my father when he refused to accept my partner and despite repeated attempts on his part to remain in contact, I didn't see him from the age of 21 to the day of his death when I was 40. I was always ready to re-establish contact if he changed his attitude but he remained stubbornly homophobic until the end and I was told by one of my sisters who was with him when he died that his last hours were full of bitter recriminations against me and my evil lifestyle and what an undutiful and ungrateful son I'd been.
When my sisters and I were sorting through his personal effects some months later, we came across an envelope addressed to me and although my first impulse was to throw it on the fire without opening it, curiosity got the better of me, so I opened it to be confronted with the following passage from Shakespeare's "King Lear":
"How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is
To have a thankless child!"
How we laughed! Honestly, we were rolling on the floor in mirth. Which sounds horribly heartless, I guess. But it was like that one comment relieved us of any residual guilt or responsibility we might ever have felt because it so perfectly encapsulated our father's selfish disregard for anything except his own wishes and his own convenience.
When I look back on my relationship with my father, I don't regret any of the decisions I made. I don't even have any regrets about "what might have been" had he been able to change, because he quite simply couldn't change, so how can you have regrets about what could never happen? It seems to me that longing for reconciliation with conservative family members is a fool's game. What counts is how you deal with the reality of the situation before you and longing to change things you have no control over is pointless and destructive.
By all means strive for reconciliation if reconciliation is possible. But if it is not, shake the dust from your shoes and move on with your life. Otherwise you'll be consumed with pointless regrets and what good is that?
I have gone through quite a bit of struggle with my family through the years for various reasons after having left home at a young age. I always found it painful - and something in my heart always longed for reconciliation. My personality type is known to prioritize harmony in relationships - so that will always be a part of me.
ReplyDeleteI think it may be important to recognize that different people will come at these questions of family relationships differently based on who they are, their experiences, their values and their beliefs.
For those who seek to live in the way of Jesus, there is a draw to participate in his work of renewing and restoring all things. We are wired to pursue reconciliation, to live in a spirit of forgiveness, to extend grace where it is not deserved, and to hope for the day when all things will be made right.
That can give gay Christians hope and purpose in the face of painful family relationships. And it can give straight family members hope as they search their own hearts and prioritize loving and caring relationships with their gay loved ones.
Outside the USA and the rich West, you are defined by your family. You simply cannot walk away from them and live any decent kind of life.
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