Monday, November 06, 2006

"Feelings, nothing more than feelings..." I never did like that song, and I know why. Lately, I've realized that over the past 35 + years of my life, I've suffered from what might be called "stunted emotional development." "Fine, whatever," you might say. But for me this doesn't lack significance.

My mother died when I was eight and my father had major issues of his own - trying to raise two fiesty boys and struggling with his own demons. Three guys in one house, with no solid female influnce, resulted in me being ANTI-touchy feely. Meaning: for me, all emotions were suspect. Now, I get the reasons why I never felt anything (emotional detachment, abandonment, etc.). But as a wise man once said to me, "That might explain you, but it doesn't excuse you."

So, over the last year and a half, I've attempted to - and I know this sounds really corny - but I've attempted to identify what I feel. Feelings aren't bad. As a matter of fact, most of them are pretty cool. I love to feel happy, I love to feel excited. There are even aspects of anticipation that feel encouraging. And there is a warm feeling in my heart when my freaky friends at church say the big, four letter, "L" word. (At first I tried to ignore it, but lately, "I love you" hasn't caused my insides to get all rigid.)

I'm beginning to understand that I don't have to play Wack-A-Mole with my feelings, smacking them down every time they pop up. There is no reason to pretend like feelings don't exist. They do. God created humans to feel, and feel I shall.

The only issue in all this is what to do when you feel one of those emotions that suck? When you feel pain in your gut because you hurt for someone you love- what then? When you feel anxious about finances, or the future, and your neck is knotted and your shoulders are up around your ears because you're so tight you could double as a racket ball - what then? Or how about when you're angry at things out of your control, when your head pounds and people around you act insane (or at least different than you'd like) - what then? See, then "feeling" isn't all that grand. As a matter of fact, it is in those times of distress and conflict, turmoil and uncertainty, that truly feeling seems like a cruel punishment.
*I'd rather not feel empathy for my son when he has to get shots - because I know they stink'en hurt and I'd rather he not hurt!
*I'd rather not feel the empty hole in my chest because I don't know how I'm going to make a living in the next three months!
*I'd rather not feel lonely. I'd rather not feel sad. I'd rather.... I'd rather... I'd rather...

Hummm. Much of what I feel concerns tomorrow and a humble rabbi once said, "Don't worry about tomorrow." I take that to mean, "Don't freak out, don't get all up-tight, don't spas out about things that aren't yet real." Take the next moment as it is given to you.

"Yea," I say, "but even the next moment sometimes hurt."
"That's right, " he says, "but there is a healing comfort in those times that brings a peace to calm the sould. See, no matter what you're feeling, I promise to feel it with you." I know I'm not alone in this. I feel His presence.

And with that, I feel like having lunch.

4 Comments:

Blogger Sarah said...

My knowledge of the male species is fairly limited, but from where I sit "Whack-A-Mole" with emotions is a favorite past-time of males. As a terribly introspective person, I can almost understand it -- I KNOW what I'm feeling at all times, but I rarely know what to do with it.

Yes, to accept comfort from Him is always a great option!

4:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

And this is something new for the male species?!? Heee!

I've learned that in the interminable hard times, sometimes it truly is enough to just be faithful to your creator and not give up. In the times when the future is unsure, far too many things are going wrong, or the pain and frustration doesn't look to be abating any time soon, I have learned the hard way to sit quietly and hear God whisper to me, "Your faithfullness is enough for Me right now. I've noticed your struggle and I am standing with you in the center of this fire." I am glad He understands when we don't know what to do with all those emotions wreaking havoc in our psyche.

I'm also glad God can rewrite our futures, to use your own words from an old sermon. :-) It's the remolding and reshaping process, the waiting, the watching, the listening that stinks, though!

I'm still working on the "Don't worry about tomorrow" conundrum. I'll let you know if I finally learn to completely let go, but I'm not exactly holding my breath...

3:01 PM  
Blogger Jeff said...

Ok...clearly, I've stated the obvious...at least to most women. Men don't "share" well, because we don't "feel" all that clearly. FINE. I understand.

But, I tell you this: no more telling you girls how I'm feeling anymore! I'm going to press all my recent embarrassment back into my little male hole of emotion and stick a cork in it...and then (sniff)...and then...(sniff), and then I'm gonna go cry in my...(sniff) pillow (maybe after a warm bubble bath - sniff).

6:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

B3...I really, REALLY, love you---so, how do you feel about me?!...Love, B4

3:28 PM  

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