Archive for November, 2006

Hmmm…

” Interestingly in Christian thought Christ was the last victim and the last scapegoat. He died for all humnity. This message seems to have been obscured by the prevailing worldview of Power Over (power as control and dominance) and “might makes right”, which also, of course makes victims and scapegoats.” The Verbally Abusive Relationship – Patricia Evans

I am half way through this book and am not yet sure if the author is a Christian or not but I have been pondering this quote. I do believe he was the last scapegoat in light of the OT concept of the scapegoat and the sacrifical system. I think I don’t like the word victim; I am not sure if Jesus was a victim because a vicitm is powerless. Jesus submitted to the cross and I believe submission can only be excercised from personal power.

BTW – the book is great I am just pondering this one quote.  And I agree with the fact that Power Over creates victims and scapegoats part of the quote I just am not sure if Jesus was a victim.

Thoughts?

From my Husband

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He’s so funny!

Post Thanksgiving thoughts

Well I finally got my wish and I didn’t even have to defend my  choice. We had Thanksgiving with just our family, Tom, me and the kids. We have NEVER had a holiday with just us. We love our families but rarely are the get togthers stress free. So this year we actually had plans to go out to dinner with Tom’s parents but they had to cancel. So last minute Wednesday afternoon I am rushing off to Winco to buy a turkey and all the fixings. We laid around in our jammies until noon. The kids had a blast together. No one complained about the food and then we watched a family movie. It was great and very relaxing. We all helped clean up and no one was overwhelmed. Victoria even made the pumpkin pies and whipped cream. We even took a nap! Wild I know. We were just a couple of crazy party animals. I love getting old and not giving a rip about should haves and could haves.

Next year I want to share the day with friends. I really am more of a social person but this year was such a stark contrast to holidays past that it was refreshing. It marks a turning point in our lives and it was special. If you have never been in an enmeshed family this may all sound odd to you but I think either extreme is unhealthy. It was also refreshing to spend the holiday with just us to know that we can do it and like it. At first I think the kids were upset because they thought it would be so boring but I have not heard them laugh together that much in awhile. I think as they have gotten older they spread out more between their own friends and don’t hang out together as much. So having a few days a year when it’s just us is good for them. So all in all a great holiday weekend and I even got caught up on most my homework!

Angst

I know I just posted but tonight was bittersweet and I felt the need to vent. First I went to a baby shower for a 16 year old who has a 7 week old son. I have known this girl since she was 4. I was glad to see her and to see the change in her but I was also sad because I know she has a long hard journey ahead of her. Her story is full of disappintment and pain except for God and her mom. Both her biological dad (meth addict) and her adoptive dad (severe verbal abuser) have failed her.

Half of the women there were ex-Trinity people. You see… these people went back to our Skyline days so the reminiscing was deep and the relationships were long. The current Trinity people were disproportionatley represented and due to the fact that the honoree has chosen to return to Trinity this is especially sad.
This type of stuff is one of the reasons I had to walk away.

Working through my Theory of Psychology…the Long Way!

A friend e-mailed me about this blog post; nothing terribly new but a good first person perspective. The thing that impressed me was the following section:

“My reservations about where she was headed and wanted to lead me would resurface when I awakened. Why? I wish I could say that my only motive was to be faithful to the Bible. That certainly was a key element in my thinking. But in retrospect, I have had to acknowledge less honorable motives that can be summed up in one wordfear.

Fear. Fear of where it would all leadcould Pat be right and what seemed like the rest of the church wrong? Fear of losing my job at MBI, though there was no credible basis that I was aware of for that possibility. Fear of being taught by a woman, or worse yet, fear of admitting I had been taught by a woman, my wife.

This last fear was the most pernicious and enduring of all. I remember with great shame an episode in the early 1980s, well after I had become an egalitarian, indeed after I had been forced to resign from the Moody faculty for supporting my wife’s egalitarian views as expressed in Woman Be Free. I had been invited to Houghton College to debate the women’s issue with a gentleman who held the traditional hierarchical view. Even back then I normally refused to engage in point by point argumentation of the issues. I simply told the story of how I had become an egalitarian and what I had found compelling that changed my mind, but with one huge omission and distortion. I failed to acknowledge Pat’s key, indeed pivotal part in my journey to biblical egalitarianism. Why? Fear. So I want to say with unambiguous clarity now, Pat started me on this journey and was my teacher along the way.”

This is a powerful passage. Fear drives so much of what we do especially fear of the unknown. I think it goes back to the whole power and control issue and it is not just a male thing. Women have their own way of controlling people and exerting power. Alfred Adler a physician and psychologist, contemporary of Freud, nailed in his works. “Cooperation between the Sexes” is a book derived from Adler’s writings from the 1920- 1930’s! Here are a few excerpts:

In our culture women’s inferiority, although not existent in reality and denied by all reasonable persons, is still founded in law and tradition.

Exactly in the relationship of the sexes subordination is as unbearable as in the lives of nations.

We have no reason to oppose the present goals of the woman’s movement of freedom and equal rights. Rather, we must actively support them, because ultimately happiness and joy in the life of all humanity will depend on the creation of conditions that will enable women to become reconciled with their feminine role, and on how men will answer the problem of their relationship to women.

As I read this book I am struck with how much it could be written to our generation. Now I admit that we have come so much further. I would say we have equality under the law but tradition is still behind, even in non-religious culture. I would change the wording of feminine role to feminine being int he last quote.

I think two of the biggest fears us humans face are the unknown and loneliness. Women who won’t leave abusive partners are often afraid of being alone, a warm body that hits or yells at you is better than no body. Now I admit that reason just skims the surface but in all my research on abused women and abusers this is a huge factor. The abuser enforces this often by telling her she is lucky to have him because no one else will. Men who abuse women are afraid of losing control. Fear that causes control and fear that causes loyalty = abuse.

As I think through the ramifications of fear I am actually starting really understand what it means to fear the Lord. When one fears the Lord the future no longer has power if we can get to a place where we understand who our God is. When I submit MY LIFE to the Lord I am giving ultimate control of my life to God and it is scary and fearful but it is not fear of the unknown or loneliness. God knows the future, he is the future and he has made a covenant with us through the person and work of Jesus. Jesus embodies the perfect love. If I can truly come to a place where I believe this and live my life according to it than I have nothing left to fear. It frees me up to enter into human relationships authentically and from a place of freedom. Freedom for the other person and freedom for me. Fear of the Lord = submitting control = FREEDOM!?!?!

As I work through my theory of psychology, which will shape the future of my career, the dilemma I feel I am faced with is discovering what I believe drives human behavior, mental health and mental illness. Fear is a big driving factor in my opinion and is what draws me to the existential view point. But then there is Adler who is more focused on sociological factors including the foundational work on feminist theory. As I marry the two I find my analytical my mind gravitating to the Adlerian social – psychology and my philosophical side gravitating to the existential in particular an existential view in the vein of Kierkegaard and John G. Finch.

As I read back through this post I am tempted to either delete it or edit it but as I think about why I started this blog in the first place it was to discover and reveal my authentic self. Like it or not this zig zag rambling is often what occurs in my mind. A simple post on egalitarian theology sparks the dialogue in my mind to my theory of psychology. It’s all connect as I am a whole person not compartmentalized into parts. What I do in my spirituality, theology, psychology and day to day life is all intertwined.

Facing my Fears

One of my fears has been public speaking. I can do it, I got A’s in all my speech classes both high school and college but the intestinal gymnastics going on…oh my! Over the years I have learned to “talk” myself down and normalize the experience but it feels like a lot of hard work. In grad school I keep my nerves in check by reminding myself that everyone else has to do it so don’t sweat it. So far so good.

Now I will be teaching a class at Concordia on the Monday after Thanksgiving. It will be on aging for a 300 level human development class. I asked for it;  it’s not mandatory. I even chose the section on aging. I have always had an appreciation and love for the elderly. I even want to do some clinical work with the elderly some day. So I am really excited to share my perspective. Also I grew up with my maternal grandmother living with us and my parents are now in their mid seventies. I may not have a first person perspective but hopefully I have a more comprehensive view than younger college kids.

I first tried to sign up for chapel but the docket was full for this semester. I am kind of glad because chapel seems more daunting than teaching class.  Concordia is a Missouori Synod Lutheran school and let’s just say we disagree on some theological points and it would be too tempting to dance around those theological lines! Knowing myself and my history with public speaking I probably wouldn’t follow through but it would make it hard to focus.

I really want to incorporate teaching in a university into my professional career, someday. So hopefully during this freshman attempt I won’t fall on my face and dash my dreams. If you think of it pray for me as I delve into a new area for personal and professional growth.

Victoria’s Story

Last year Victoria wrote a story for class (3rd grade) that got chosen to be submitted to a Scholastic Books competition. I thought we had lost it, which made me really sad but Yeah! I found it, so I thought I would share it, with her permission:

A Day in the Life of a pair of Shoes

Hello, my name is Mary Janes. I am a shoe. My owner is Esther. She is a funny girl. We are at the Bahamas. I will tell you everything. I was with my owner at the beach. We were looking for shells. I was near the water. Then a big wave splashed. We were seperated. I was with a girl named Lele. I went to Russia. It was nice there. I played tag with the girls in the field. Lele fell down off the edge of a cliff. She did not die but she went to the hospital. She broke her leg, two ribs, one hand and her neck. I was bad luck they said. I was sent away. I went to China. I was with Devyn. She is Chinese. I played at the Great Wall of China and we were never seperated from that day forward. She died at the age of 100. I was called the traveling Mary Janes. I was a great pair of shoes that day.

By Victoria

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I love this story and teared up when I first read it because it is so Victoria. She was so proud of herself. I am enjoying seeing her grow up!

Submission

I have been wanting to write about this lately but have not had much time to really think it through. Well, a fellow intern came in and asked what I would want every newly married couple to know? My first response was they need to know truths about sex. She said it’s for Dean’s chapel at Multnomah Bible College and that probally was too much for them. Agreed! My next thought was give your spouse power over their own life and power in the relationship.

Here are my thoughts on this, I believe in submission. The Bible teaches it and I think it is a good thing. But I believe we need to back up a little before we can have a healthy sense of submission. I believe God has given each human being freewill. We have a choice to either accept Christ as our Lord or not. Although God obviously has complete power and control he has given us personal power and control in our individual lives. How that all works out is a mystery to me. So, when I exert power and control over another person I take from them what God has given them. I, in my opinion, am abusing what God gives away. When I am given power and control over my life I have the freedom to choose to submit.

If early in a marriage a couple decides to be two individuals coming together to work cooperatively on their relationship and their future I believe they can save themselves much grief. In order to do this the playing field needs to be level. Each person has to enter in with equal power. I believe submission is a gift we give one another not a right we steal. One cannot give power and control away if one doesn’t have it. I believe the act of submission is giving up control willingly and freely. One doesn’t lose power in fact I think the paradox is they gain power. My first act of submission was and continues to be to Christ. And in Ephesians Paul teaches ALL of us to submit to one another out of reverance for Jesus.

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Submit to one another out of reverence for Christ.

There is so much more to say. I will for now conclude by saying that abuse is about control and power not anger i.e. forced submission (an oxymoron)  is abuse!

Sigh…

I am sitting here in my office feeling pretty paralzed. I should be heading home spending time with my kids and husband but I feel wiped out. I have heard some heavy stuff but I need to learn to leave it  here, in the office. So I am going to veg and write and then go home.

At church last week we discussed levels of intimacy and then there ensued a long discusssion on the forum. It had taken many tagents and so I didn’t want to post there. My thoughts didn’t seem to fit the flow. What I am learning as I delve into this counseling career is that intimacy is an illusive but much craved commodity. I have also learned I need parameters for intimacy. What I appreciated most about the sermon on intimacy is that intimacy is a tresured commoditiy not to be given away lightly and to be cherished.

I hear a lot of intimate details about my clients and I am so glad to be here for them but I don’t have intimacy with them. True intimacy is always a two way street, it has to be. Also I am no good to my clients if I reciprocate intimacy because then there are two clients in the room and no counsleor. I have to have both an internal and external boundary for the information I carry. I can’t imagine helping the people that come into my office if I expected that to be an intimate relationship. Jesus is the only one that can have an intimate relationship with an infinite amount of people. He is the only one that can genuinly engage in a intimate (two way) realtionship with everyone.

At the end of the day the best thing I can do for my clients is give their junk to God, go home engage in a genuine two way intimate relatinship with my family, take physical care of myself and show up at the office the next day refreshed by Jesus and be present to my clients. My few, deep intimate relationships allow me to do my job so that I am not a burden on my client’s. Or worse yet cross the ethical boundary into illegal stuff!

I have realtionship boundaries, I need them. They are for my protection and for my health. I know the word boundaries is over used and can seem like an excuse. And it is for many. But I need them. I have no problem hearing peoples’ junk, even in the grocery store line (yes, it happens), but I don’t carry them with me, I can’t. I know that God is already carrying it for them and if he needs me to do more I trust he will tell me but for the most part I can’t extend intimacy back to them, it is too special and I am too fragile. Don’t worry I do have intimate realtionships and could handle more but I am not going to run out and artifically create them, I am going to continue to be open and willing but not desperate. It’s too important to me to take lightly.

Feminism

I have lately been reflecting on what the feminist movement has meant to me and what it means to me today. I have had this weird evolution of thought and belief and feeling. I began my emergence into young womanhood a die hard feminist with truthfully little understanding about what it was. As I progressed through my late teens at PSU I became more educated as to what feminism was in that context, and really bought in. Then comes my early twenties, married with baby and a new Christian (raised in church but never fully “bought in”). We went to a pretty standard evangelical church, complimentarian but not hard core hierarchical. I finished my B.S. in psychology and stayed home with baby Mackenzie, then came Victoria and Ryan shortly thereafter. I was a “Proverbs 31″ woman no servants but with a side business to boot! (My understanding of this passage has changed since then.) I knew cognitively I should be at peace and content but I was in angst.

As the years past what I have come to realize is that my options were limited due to my gender! I went into a depression that was deeper than I realized until I started to come out of it. Imagine that if you are born male your breadth of options are from point A-Y (no childbirth option… yet) but if you are born female the options are A-T and A-M if you are an evangelical Christian! Now with all that I know now I would still choose to stay home with my kids. I love my kids and I love that I was able to stay home with them but what I hate was the notion that I was a “better” Christian mom because I did stay home or that staying home with my kids was the most Godly decision. What a painful bind the Christian culture puts numerous Christian women in! The key for me is options for some reason being female subtracts options, the only option that should not be possible for us is fathering a child.

I am going back to my feminist convictions but I am wiser and more in touch with what the heart of feminism was meant to be. I don’t want to be male. I want to be fully and completely female with complete equality with males in value and options. I think one of the failures of the secular feminist movement is that the focus was on being just like men, bogus, I am not a male and wearing a power suit is not equality. The fact is that women leaders lead differently, women employees work differently and the collaboration between men and women or better yet collaboration between individuals irregardless of gender, equal in worth and value, represents humankind. If we call men to be like women or women to be like men we have missed so much or if we ask one individual to be like another. What we need is equality within differences, individual as well as gender. Even with in the genders we have differences. No two men nor two women are the same; we must evaluate people individually not collectively BUT their value and worth are exactly the same.

I guess maybe a different way of saying it is that I am an egalitarian in that I think ALL people are to be equal in worth and value irregardless of differences. Not that people are all “right” but that as people they inherently have Imago Dei even when they don’t acknowlege YHWH. This is what I have learned from my journey in feminism, out of feminism and back into feminism.

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