Waiting…

My lovely friend, Kelli at This Odd House, began a theme at her place. I shared her piece, and you may have read it. I’ve had time to gather my thoughts on waiting, and this is my contribution to the collective.


 

The world we live in relishes instant everything. American culture, in particular, moves at breakneck pace. We have instantaneous communication, fast food restaurants, and microwave ovens. It’s highlighted in our food, actually. Breakfast is nonexistent, grab-n-go, or drive-thru. Is there really time to pour cereal, walk to the refrigerator, and add milk? A cast iron skillet on the burner is a whole other arduous preparation. Our kitchen cabinets speak volumes. Boxed foods. Add water or less than four separate ingredients. Heat ‘n eat. Speed is of the essence!

And since I’m on the topic, we need two other ingredients in our lives: to be known…and to know. We want a strong circle of influence, and we want to know all about our world and the hurried events that will take place in it. Expectations factor in more than we might think, at this point. Too often, knowing has more to do with our previous experiences. It’s natural to surmise an outcome based on our observations and expectations, isn’t it? More “instant” floods our lives: the Internet, social media, and apps on smart devices of all kinds. If our own information isn’t enough to develop perspective, we borrow others’.

Contrast all of that with—

Waiting….

Nothing about waiting is instant. Plus, the delayed outcome is uncertain.

That’s when I decided waiting is like an ellipsis. Those three or four little ink dots on the page carry the heft of time delay. Simultaneously, ellipses waft with breezy, ethereal qualities as they fade into the unknown. They connect, but those tiny dots can feel like stepping stones just out of reach without a big, scary leap from one to the next.

Waiting is an ellipsis—or a string of ellipses, one right after the other.

My whole family sits together in a waiting room right now. My wonderful husband waits as patiently as he can for the right, God-given work to appear on the horizon. Two and a half months have passed since the transition period began. One thing about family: what affects one member nudges the others close by. He waits, and we wait.

How time passes in the waiting room relates to the ingredients I mentioned. Our attitude about the instant, being known, and knowing are key elements in waiting well.

The Instant…
Waiting well means embracing a basic, practical reality: there’s nothing instant about it. When we expect a long delay, we’re prepared. If it turns out to be short, that’s a lovely surprise, even a blessing. If it’s a long, drawn-out experience, our expectations more closely match reality, and the disappointment (while still there) is managed better, isn’t it? Somehow hope travels over more miles this way, in my experience.

We can build practical “waiting skills,” too. It makes sense to consider what to do with the time. What do people do while they wait? Some thumb-twiddle. Some are paralyzed. Others make good use of the time. If time is what you’ve got, embrace reality and make the best of it. I notice my husband, Tony, has spent significant time discovering more about his identity. Who he is as a follower of Christ comes first, but getting in touch with his talents and skills, preferences and priorities, interests and passions has made the wait productive. He has reaffirmed his relationship with God and rediscovered the way he’s wired. That has helped to make the waiting bearable.

Being Known…
Another important element in waiting is being known. One of the best parts of waiting with my husband during his transition has been the “with” part. When he describes the discovery of new things about his personal identity, it’s precious. I’ve enjoyed listening to Tony’s excitement when he receives important affirmation: his interests and passion lie squarely with his internal wiring. I feel his joy and smile. It’s a privilege to know my husband more intimately as he discovers the deeper things in his soul, the way he is hardwired. He has navigated this part of the waiting process well, and I can learn a few things from him.

Tony might say the best part of the waiting room is the extra chairs filled with family and friends next to him while he’s waiting. I know it’s mine. When a friend sits next to Tony, my whole family is encouraged by the support he receives. When someone sits next to me, I am thankful. Time passes better with good company. Some of the friendships developing in this waiting room have become the most precious we’ve known. Those walking this road with us are pure gold! (I hope they know that.)

Knowing…
Then there’s the knowing. The fight of our lives lands smack-dab in this arena. The best plans trail off into the unknown….

Sometimes the way is so dimly lit we proceed slowly, carefully, almost by Braille Method. Graciously, God allows “just enough light for the step we’re on,” and that’s where we learn to trust God (Stormie Omartian). If embracing reality is important at the start, it’s critical here. What we think we know, what we actually know, and what we choose to believe are essential. Truth is easily obscured in the observation-expectation fog. Unmet expectations can form crushing disappointments.

By nature, Tony is an optimist (I love that about him!). A lot of our friends are optimists, and they encouraged us. “It won’t be long,” they would say, “Everyone loves Tony, and someone will scoop him up immediately.” Hopeful perspective is contagious. (I know I hopped on the positive outlook bandwagon.Who wouldn’t?) We learned to define “immediately” differently.

My husband is wise and realistic in his faith-filled optimism. He knows his knowledge is tiny in comparison to All-knowing God. Tony also has an Accounting degree, and he accounted for things I didn’t. He knew the road to selecting work would be God-directed and travel through self-discovery.

Did I mention Tony is wise?

My husband was prepared for a longer wait and could make good use of the time because he was aware of the process ahead of him. Because he was willing to walk through the process with God, Tony has been able to wait well, even with the open-ended time frame stretching out into the unknown. He invited others into the waiting room with him, and that infused the time with precious friendship and wise counsel. I’m so proud of him! Others barged into the room and boldly asked to take a turn in the chair next to Tony and our family. I’m so proud of them!

And now that “broken bridge” of an ellipsis makes more sense to me than ever. Waiting is a faith-filled experience, if we infuse it that way. In the delay and the unknown, it’s little faith steps along the way that change us. (And that is God’s priority, isn’t it?) We learn where ultimate control lies. We also come to know the character of God in new ways. And, we just might find community to sustain us in weakness or need.

Interestingly, it also means I begin to look more compassionately at others’ lives punctuated with an ellipsis….

Thanks for reading along!

~Jennifer

Questions to Think About:

What was your experience in the Waiting Room?

What did you find most helpful to you during that time? (Favorite spiritual and practical things?)

Who would you ask into your waiting period with you? Will you tend relationships for such a time as this?

Have you considered others you know who are in a time of waiting? How can you “sit in the chair next to them” while they wait?


Photo Credit:
Photos sourced from http://www.morguefile.com
Photos edited at http://www.picmonkey.com

In the Waiting Room

Jennifer:

My lovely friend, Kelli at This Odd House, has written something I’d love to share. Maybe you can relate to waiting (in the best and worst of times). How do you wait? Are you “good at it”?

I’ll be writing something to share along these lines, but I wanted you to see the beginning of this theme at one of my favorite blogs.

Blessings!

~Jennifer

Originally posted on This Odd House:

waiting room sign

Photo credit: HighTeaSociety.com

This past month things have been quiet here at This Odd House while I’ve been readjusting to the teaching life after a luxurious sabbatical year. It didn’t necessarily feel luxurious at the time. But now that I am back in the thick of academic life, I have an even greater appreciation for that gift of space. For that extra room to write.

This past month I’ve also been trying to figure out a new and sustainable way to blog. A way that makes sense in my real-world, non-sabbatical life. It’s a challenge, for sure. As many of you well know. To maintain some measure of health—body, mind, and soul. To give yourself fully at home and at work. And also to write.

But I’m game, and here’s my plan…

Moving forward I want to offer several posts around a theme. Some from me. Some from others. Some…

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Defenseless: Relationship Outside the Comfort Zone

The Comfort Zone
Returning to my blog feels good. Fragrant Grace is like sliding my feet into the shoes I’ve worn to holes and slick soles. The mental miles I’ve walked here are sweet. It’s also like my favorite pair of faded, too-casual, but still perfect blue jeans. Always my first choice, I’m a little hesitant to pull them right out of the stack of clean laundry—again. Maybe I’m second-guessing. Maybe I’m more selective.

Writing is my happy place, I suppose. Fragrant Grace is my carved-out space to be who I was created to be. Emily Freeman would call it “the art I make” (A Million Little Ways). I’m coming around to that idea. But, one day I think of writing like a playground. Another day, it feels like a battleground. On fewer occasions, I’m humbled with my face to the ground. Words can be fun or hard-won. Sometimes to they’re just too holy. (Those are God’s, not mine.)

Today I would prefer to play, but I think something important is planned for this space. I can’t peg an emotion for it, and I think there’s good reason: this stirs something in the deeper places in my heart. Maybe you’ll relate. There’s nothing wrong with the comfort zone, but I don’t get to stay there today.

NASA continues to work on technology to increase data rates and speed space communications.

Can We Talk?
Today you’re surfing the largest Blogosphere to date. Statistics back it, but I’m skipping them. Blog hosting sites display a running list of new additions to their ever-increasing options. In any day, thousands of new blogs are registered. Some even have their first posts in a matter of minutes. Tomorrow you’ll be surfing the largest Blogosphere to date.

New writers, bright-eyed and full of ideas, cannonball launch and splash into their river of thoughts, hoping to connect to others. Connections are made, and community begins to take shape. People from other countries and continents breeze by, some revisit, a few connect soul-to-soul. Virtual relationships happen. And I love that, don’t you? I have sweet friendships with beautiful souls I’ve never met. Some I hope to put in the category of “Some day…just not yet.” Our world gets smaller every day.

The Challenge
We share this planet with billions of other humans (7.164 billion, by the United States Census Bureau). That community is a given; we are part of the human race. We are also part of various groups within the larger whole. Groups form around the foundational building blocks in society: families, interests, education, location, cultural norms, spiritual understanding or conviction, sometimes physical traits, often deeply emotional connections. The connections can be strikingly beautiful and effective.

Sadly, the very things that unite us polarize, too. We’ll head to the polling paces in the U.S. soon, and the conversations surrounding the candidates will be anywhere from non-existent to über-intense. This is just one area in which disagreement can be uncomfortable. Our comfort zone can be directly connected to the similarities in thoughts, communication style, or appearances. When those things are challenged, the disconnections can be sad and dysfunctional.

When people or their preferences look unfamiliar, my comfort zone is challenged!

If we select relationships based solely on where they land in some crazy Venn diagram that describes our comfort zone, we’ve got a problem. I can’t be the only one that sees that one coming, can I? Over 7 billion people can’t possibly agree on everything. Ultimately, the deeply held non-negotiables in our lives can get dicey quick! If you want evidence of that, look at the most war-torn or racially-charged places in the world. That’s where specific non-negotiables fuel hatred. Add weapons, and people die.

Disagreement is likely in our world. Unity is a challenge when people don’t look like us or have the same preferences. Kindness has to be an intentional choice at that point.

Vulnerability is Risky
We make choices in relationships. The root of relationship is something we all have to admit or address in some way: vulnerability. Deep, solid connections only result in the safety of authentic expression of the true self. And that’s a loaded statement. It’s ironic or counter-intuitive or something, at least.

Living authentically in the presence of others revealing our true nature feels anything but safe. The natural instinct is to cover and hide, so no one sees our flaws (physical, cognitive, emotional, or character). It can feel threatening to be who we were created to be sometimes. That’s just too bad! We were wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14), in spite of what we perceive to be our defects. (This is not an excuse to avoid clear, direct character flaw acknowledgement and adjustment. In fact, we only address these issues when we step out of denial into the honest truth.) Hiding behind a facade means others fall in love with a lie, doesn’t it?

Being our authentic self in front of others is vulnerable.

Imagine people knowing and loving your genuine self, “warts and all.” Your real self may need love, support, or pretty intense intervention—that can only happen when the needs are authentically revealed in front of others with a degree of wisdom. That’s vulnerability! The things we desperately need can only be granted in authentic relationship.

I have to ask myself: What do I really, really want? Am I willing to risk vulnerability in order to have genuine, deep, life-changing relationships? Am I willing to accept that no one, including myself, is perfect and accept others and myself on those terms?

Defenses are Damaging and Divisive 
The most important part of real relationship is dropping the defenses. Oh boy! If that doesn’t make us a little uncomfortable, I don’t know what will. Walking into relationship “as we are” is challenging, but tearing down the defenses adds a whole other dimension.

We defend our positions both aggressively and passively. Have you ever thought about that? I realized over time that I was deeply entrenched in my own understanding of many things in my world. I have my own construct through which I process the way things work and the way people behave. My observation and interpretation of information passes through my understanding. That’s expected and appropriate. When my construct fills with non-negotiable perspectives, there will be problems. I become too well-defended to be in relationship with others. Period. Relationships have to split apart or never start.

Dropping the defenses is the only way to go! What might that look like?

  • An opposing viewpoint becomes a catalyst for seeking to understand both positions, or many positions.
  • The mind focuses more on listening than planning response, for a time.
  • Patient, sound, reasonable dialogue replaces unkind, mudslinging debate.
  • Passive-aggressive silence gives way to inviting relationship.
  • Arguments look wholly different.

I love that Scripture repeatedly suggests “reasoning together” (Isaiah 1:18), “gentleness and respect” (1 Peter 3:15), and beliefs rooted outside human preferences, in general.

In passing, I’ll mention I believe a clear place remains for defending or contending for the faith. How that looks may be quite different than I originally thought. I’m growing in this area, growing into something new and more mature, I think. When I manage to keep my walls and defenses down, I have the opportunity to understand, think clearly, reason well, and do life better with others.

Understanding Relieves Tension
The same defending walls that keep people at a distance keep us locked away from others. When distance and defended positions become obvious in relationships, most of us have a natural response. We escalate the emotional temperature with our own defense systems. The better choice is to do the counter-intuitive thing: seek to understand. I have two favorite parts to the seeking to understand process: learning and being heard.

When I take time to actively listen, I’m guaranteed to learn something new about the world and the person I’m listening to. If I genuinely focus on listening to learn, versus listening to respond, I’m more open to slow, careful communication. I can keep the defense mechanisms to a minimum, and my stress levels remain low. Since tension often appears to be emotionally “caught” like a disease, I can potentially influence the feel of the conversation, and ultimately the relationship, to a degree.

I tend to think the speaker in any conversation enjoys being heard because I enjoy it so much. It’s a common experience to be ignored, and that doesn’t feel good. It just doesn’t. Being heard—really being heard—means we are assigned value as a person in relationship to others. Knowing we have incredible value assigned to us by our Creator should be the motivation for assigning value to others, shouldn’t it? And when we don’t receive that same courtesy, we have to practice grace or boundaries, or both. We aren’t in control of others’ choices in relationship, only ours, but we can make decisions that enhance relational connection (or minimize the damage done when necessary). Keeping in mind that our culture may be the most relationally klutzy to inhabit the planet, we should do whatever we can to live in peace (Romans 12:18).

What does it look like to really listen? Try some of these things:

  • Consider your available time; decide if the topic will have enough attention.
  • Turn off your own mental running commentary.
  • Be fully present with the person in front of you.
  • Put others in a priority position temporarily while you seek to understand.
  • Listen closely; be able to reliably speak what you hear.
  • Check for meaning by asking if you can repeat back what you’ve heard occasionally.
  • Wait on judgment just a little longer than you usually do (minutes, hours, days, or…).
  • Be open to the potential for learning and growth.
  • Be open to the possibility that your understanding is incomplete…or incorrect.
  • Be humble!

 Agreeing, Disagreeing, and Agreeing to Disagree
Seeking to understand others and be in transformational relationships does not mean we are wishy-washy or someone’s well-worn door mat. Seeking to understand can inform us, even transform us. That doesn’t mean we change our beliefs to blend in with an ever-changing audience or reject others’ thoughts altogether. The temptation to pacify or dominate, avoid or create conflict, or enable others’ unhealthy behaviors (or perpetuate our own) doesn’t reflect mature relationship at all. Abusive cycles aren’t okay. We have to maintain our own personal integrity; check the overall message, integrity, and motives; and display love and grace. Somewhere in the middle of that, we might agree or disagree, but we always agree to disagree respectfully.

Respect is reflected in our word choices, volume and tone, facial expressions, and body language. Communication has two parts: what is said and what isn’t. What we say matters. What we convey non-verbally or through silence often speaks louder than the words we choose. Nevertheless, we don’t have an excuse to be rude. Ever. We don’t have a reason to treat others in a degrading fashion. Ever. No matter what someone communicates to us, we aim to choose the better way.

Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone. Colossians 4:6

 These are thoughts I’m pondering these days in an effort to grow in deep, transformational relationships with others.  I have lots of room for growth, and I recognize that. I wonder if anyone else is turning some of these things over, too…

Share some of your thoughts. I’d love to hear them!

~Jennifer


Photo Credits:
NASA Satellite: NASA image. Article at http://inhabitat.com.

Venn Diagram: a Fragrant Grace “creation” at http://www.picmonkey.com
Embarrassed smiley: http://www.shutterstock.com
Defending walls: Image at http://morguefile.com/creative/jeltovski. Edited at http://www.picmonkey.com.