Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Distortions and Truth: The Mask Replaced

So this is what people do with new Mac computers. You can always tell. Distortions and frequent posing for no reason. This is Erin's and you'll just have to decide for yourself whether this is productive, bonding or just stupid. ;)









So can I just say that I don't know what I, as a person, would do without other people. Three things happened in the last 24-hours that have either changed my perspective or affected my attitude about my life. First of all, and the least impactive one, was collaborating this morning in one of my classes with three of my classmates on ideas for activities in a lesson plan. Sounds simple but sometime I dread having to come up with interesting, creative, and productive games. I'm just not that kind of thinker. But working with others really gets my juices flowing and we had a great time! So that's pretty small. But I had a conversation last night with Crystal (Erin part of the time, but she was dozing) about art and language and literature and emotion and expressing self and how all this fits into the life of a believer in Jesus. In talking to her about all this and sharing how I've been realizing that one of my main love languages is physical touch (which I did not realize), I started thinking about what I've been doing lately. I've been focusing a lot on myself. I got so disillusioned with the "mask" and people (myself included) not being truthful that I was trying to be "truthful" to everything about me and IN everything I did. Well, that turns out to be a BAD decision because I've been focusing everything on myself and how I feel and how I react, blah blah blah. It's made everything worse!!! I've been using art, specifically language, to be an emotional outlet for me, but in the wrong way. Crystal and I were talking about the line between using art as a way to reach people's emotions and help them through issues or whatever, but how that fits in with how it's really not about us or emotions; it's about God and His unswerving truth. However, we came to the conclusion that the reason there is such a thing as art therapy among other things and why it's important for Christians is because that's where people go (or one of the places) to find answers. As followers of the Way, we have the TRUE answers; we need to be reaching people IN THEIR NEED and loving them in the Truth!! This can be done in such a powerful way through the arts. So, all this started me thinking on how I use MY art - language and literature. And I realized, like I said before that it's an emotional outlet for me but only as it focuses on myself. I don't use it as therapy for my "nerves" or whatever (which Crystal says she does when she paints) - I end up putting my emotions into words, which sometimes helps but not when I only focus on ME and on my negative thoughts and feelings. I feel like they never go away -that's all I have to write about. I'm not channeling my emotional energy into something productive - I'm simply making myself feel better for the moment. Crystal turns her emotions into a beautiful painting that usually doesn't have anything to do with her negative emotions or whatever she was feeling - it was the actual act of painting that helped her work through those feelings to reach a state of calmness and rationality. This, I need to start doing. I have produced nothing worthwhile except a bunch of venting, emotional, individualistic poems. This is why it hasn't satisfied me and why I've been feeling like I can't find emotional stability. First of all, because I can't look for it in anything but Jesus Christ and His truth. But also because I was actually feeding my INstability by channeling it right back on me, instead of using it for the benefit of others and the glory of God. Phew!! That was a lot to realize in one night (or maybe just to explain in words).



Ok, so the other thing that has happened that I am so grateful for is my time with Carole Shust this morning. We eat lunch together every week - she's mentoring me. I kinda told her a little bit about my revelation from last night and we just went off of that. We had been talking about patience the last time and how really, patience is so much more than just waiting. It is actively "remaining under" (that's the Greek definition or something). It's active!! Patience? Active? Oh yes, it is possible. And beautiful. It's not simply bearing just to get by. It is applying your mind to the state you need to be in, right that minute. So anyway, we started talking about it in another context because I was asking her about a statement I had heard; that "Faith is Application." What does that mean? Cuz the verse that keeps ringing in my head is Heb. 11:1 where it says that "Faith is the assurance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen." That doesn't seem like application or action to me. It seems like it's just head knowledge. And so many times, I have the head knowledge and I dont' know how to move it to the heart and to action. I know that James says that faith is action, that it should lead to good works. But what about my head? So often, that's where the battle is, which is what I see Eph. 6 referring to, at least in part, where it says that our battle is not against flesh and blood but against the powers of the dark realm. Satan attacks me most in my head!! My thoughts, my knowledge - that's where I stumble the most. So what we figured out was, that faith is always actIVE (adjective) but that it is not always acted out physically. Meaning, Faith is NEVER passive. Obedience is NEVER passive. Trust is NEVER passive. Like I illustrated before, even Patience is never passive! But it's not always in your observable action! How do you act out Trust? By sitting back and not doing anything : "Well, it's all up to God anyway! Gotta just zone out cuz I can't do anything. I'm trusting God!" NO!!! We actively apply our MINDS to Scripture and to the knowledge of who God is, His character and THIS is what brings us peace! Not our inaction because we are told that God is in control; instead, action in our minds. This is how head knowledge should be applied - our minds can be the action. Apply yourself to truth, not just to ignoring whatever it is you're dealing with, or singing loud enough to forget the problem, cuz we're told to have peace. Peace is not ignorance. Peace is found in TRUTH!!!! And Truth is Jesus Christ. Straight up, guys, straight up.

Sunday, September 9, 2007

Confusion Populaire

I can't get my mind straightened out about a bunch of things right now. Maybe a little too deep for something like this but everything that's been thrown at me recently has only served to add to my questions, doubts, insecurity. Especially about myself as a person. I'm not asking "Who am I?" but rather "What do I know about myself that really counts for anything?" Sometimes I tell myself that I think too much, just shut up and live life. But to do that, I would have to continue and succeed at squelching the rebellion in my heart. Yes, rebellion. I don't know how to respond to the things and people around me except the way I always have and I find myself doing it still - good, respectful, caring, intelligent. But it's almost as if there's a little demon on my shoulder watching and laughing cruelly at my attempts to be someone I've always thought is real. The other day, I pulled in next to a black truck and I said, "That truck almost looks like a demon!" And my brother says, "It is." It was so matter-of-fact I couldn't help but laugh. But now I feel like someone else is laughing at ME, as if nothing I do makes sense anymore.

This is so totally seperate from what I feel during classes. There I feel like a machine, who can think and appreciate (most of) the information that is being transmitted and nod and amen at the stuff I'm told I will need desperately when teaching. I'm frustrated with the disjunction I feel between not wanting to be a teacher anymore and the knowledge I know I have to be quite a capable teacher. My emotions, my everyday life, my singular experiences tell me that I don't want to be a teacher, that I barely have enough to exist, that I can't retain what is necessary to make any kind of impact, that I could never withstand the rigors of what I really do desire to do - work with teens. They tell me that I care more about what I'm feeling and the woe-is-me experiences than I do disciplining myself to become the kind of person that I can respect, first of all, and also that others can respect. I'm disappointed in myself every day. And yet I do nothing about it. So can I really say that I believe in God's grace and it's all-sufficient powers and can I really claim that I want it and I'm letting Him bestow it on me? Not so much.


I just feel rejected. It's a phase, I know, but I still feel like everything and everyone is turning me down, even myself. I think I desire change and revolution but then I reject those feelings by not allowing those things to come. I feel all words and thoughts bursting inside me but they come out garbled mumbo jumbo, not expressive of the original. I don't even know what the original is. Truth about myself and others has become relative. I know God's truth is steadfast but it doesn't seem to affect me much or carry over into my life. I asked my dad today how we are supposed to be able to live in the fullness of who God is and in the entirety of His truth and goodness every single day, all the time. He made a good point that we don't - we seek Him in the moments, for what each moment requires of the truth. But this doesn't help me grasp what I feel like I need or want to know right now. I feel like I'm seeking help and truth, but do I REALLY want it? Is that why He is not blessing me with answers? Or am I missing it? And I've done THAT before.

I just wish there was more to me, but that it was less confusing.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Reserve

Why do girls
See first the eyes
Though eyes are first
In line of sight
There might be rhyme
Behind that quirk.

For me with you
Those pools are veiled
Unfathomed green
Not blue but true
So full of light
They blink polite
Shifting what dark may be...

I'll stare right back
And seek what's there
I want to know
There's more to you
But eyes tell I
If more, I too.

What must you show?
How do I draw
A line to my flaws
But not flaunting who
I think I am
Can I trust you
To draw in time?
I'll fake some patience until then...