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Painted onto my face, I have come
to accept, is the question, “Go on, would you tell me about your day/life?” I
don’t always feel up to pursuing conversations with others, especially at times
when I’m out of role, but more often than not I trust myself and the other
person to have the 15-minute chat that usually runs deep. When we chat, people
open up, and we have encounters.
I never planned to be this kind of
person. I planned to be a much different person. I have had to learn to accept
who I am. It’s ironic that, in the process, God seems to work consistently with
good effect without any effort from me. I just have to avail myself.
When I was young, I didn’t have the
friendship support I seem to have now. I would often leave times with friends
and say, “I’ll show ‘em!” I had all sorts of plans to prove my friends and
associates wrong when they prejudged me.
I think it helped enormously as far
as motivation was concerned. And to some extent I still use the “I’ll show ‘em”
method to inspire results I might otherwise find hard to achieve.
I have found it rather enigmatic
that though I’m a hard trier in life, the things I’m best at come without much
effort. I didn’t need to work hard on being relational to the point that people
open up without even thinking they’re even doing it.
It’s apt that at Christmas when
we’re thinking most about the gifts we’ve given or have received, that I see
the value in a gift I would not have initially sought. I do what I do because I
connect. I’m a connecter, and yet I’m so abundantly happy in my own space
without interruptions. I mean, as far as the spiritual gifts are concerned, I
would not have coveted the pastoral care gift.
I would have coveted the gifts of
achievement, of success, of self-actualisation. But, not to be.
Christmas reminds us that there are
gifts we get that we don’t initially appreciate, but that mature upon our acceptability
over time. We give gifts that we think will be perfect, and to our surprise,
they aren’t received as we thought they’d be. Then we give and receive gifts
that exceed our and others’ expectations.
Christmas is a day and time of
surprises as far as the giving and receiving of gifts is concerned.
Even though we don’t always get what we want,
Christmas does promise good things,
and if we remain open to what might come,
we are at times serendipitously blessed.
Christmas does promise good things,
and if we remain open to what might come,
we are at times serendipitously blessed.
And there’s no sense in not being
open to what might come. If we prejudge our experience at Christmas, and I have
done it so many times, we only disappoint the people who love us, and we lack
gratitude for that which we may well later come to be thankful for.
The key task of growing up is taking
what we might momentarily dislike and being patient with it, not prejudging it,
having faith for what might come of it.
Another task of maturity is
accepting and being thankful for the gifts of self that God has indeed given.
The best of the gifts God gives is the ease with which we may execute them.
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