Monday, September 24, 2007

Action and Reaction

I noticed a peculiar pattern in how I view the way I communicate with people.

For me, it's more like "the reaction is up to the other person" not "my action automatically will cause a reaction in another person, so I should walk on eggshells". A friend of mine once had an argument with me about this issue; I believe that, for example, if someone punched me in the face, I have every right to be angry about it and that there is nothing wrong with it.

My friend proceeded to argue that actually I had a choice whether to be angry or not. And that, ultimately, I should choose not to be angry that somebody hit me, because my religion dictates that I deal with people with grace and love, not anger and hate. I told him that it's pretty hard to make the choice not to be angry right then and there. He told me that when somebody does something to you, the "ball is in your court, and you have to choose what you're going to do with it, regardless of what the other person has done." I may have a right to choose to be angry, but should I allow myself to be such in light of what I believe?

But instead of applying this good lesson to myself, I applied it to all Christians and expected them to react with love and grace even though I do not. Hence me telling people the truth without love. It's the lazy way out. When I wrote a letter to my dad about my beliefs, I spent days on it and had people read it to see if it would be provoking in a bad way. I never do such things when communicating with Christian brothers and sisters.

So in other words, I've been punching people in the face and expecting them to smile about it and give me a pat on the shoulder. It's actually a pretty funny image, but the fact that I'm actually doing that figuratively is not a good thing. There may come a point where someone I communicate to in this poor way may not be able to handle what I say gracefully.

Ah. I just thought of something. I realized that I only "say" dumb, angry, hurtful things when I write. My Dad did a great job of conditioning what I say to people, and that isn't too much of a problem for me. But I never conditioned myself how to write, and therefore I never did control myself in quite the same way as a writer. Looking back now, a lot of my essays of argumentation came laden with warnings from my instructors about using demeaning language meant to personally attack the other person/idea instead of focusing on the point. The way I write was distracting people from the main point of the essay.

Well, at least I'm getting somewhere.

10 comments:

Snoyarc said...

I'm proud of you for realizing this, but the work is not yet over, you now need to learn the application of the realization...

I love you.

David said...

Thanks, I appreciate it. In light of your recent email, I might as well be your 4th kid :P .

Anonymous said...

Wow..way to grow, bro.

Snoyarc said...

I agree with Joanne, you're growing great... and you're not my 4th kid unless you're my kid brother. You've helped me learn and grow in many ways yourself. It is what we are here for. If you want me as an adopted mom, you still have to call me Rachel though, I'm much too young to have a 19 year old son! hehe

Hugs & Love

David said...

I made the "4th kid" comment because you have 3 young ones to deal with and then my emails clamoring for attention. It makes it seem like you have a 4th kid to deal with, in addition to all the other ones.

Though, I am glad to know that it's a two way street. Sometimes, there is a lot of take on my part with asking advice and such.

Brian said...

david... i don't have alot to say except that i used to do this exact same thing. god has really broken me out of this habit. i believe he will do the same in your life (sometimes breaking is painful though).

David said...

"I am sweetly broken, wholly surrendered"

That song takes on new meaning. It's kind of funny, because I pointed out about how we were singing a song about trading sickness when you were sick...we're also singing a song about God breaking me over his knee, haha.

Hope you enjoyed the Fruity Pebbles, brother :P :D

Snoyarc said...

Yes, there are times when you ask for advice often, or when you ask questions expecting me to give you blunt factual answers, but that in itself causes me to grow because it's not in my nature to give blunt factual answers, even if given in love I want to sugar coat everything and make it sweet. But with you I know I have to be bold, pull out my spiritual 2x4 and bop you on the head with it a few times so you get the point, and if nothing else, learning how to do that is good for me.

But there are times, when you are meaning to give a compliment, that you end up encouraging me instead. A recent example is the, "You're a saint woman!" statement you made. I was so self absorbed in that moment, having a pity party and trying to drag the world into it, and that intended compliment which was initialy denied, ended up being the encouragement I needed to realize that I'm being viewed by the world even during my own periods of trial, I'm being judged, particularly by those who don't believe, based on how I respond to this period of darkness in my life. YIKES! The good news, is that by you saying I was a saint for dealing with you while I'm going through my own trials encouraged me that somehow I was putting my faith in the right place and that I am living in a way that will show God's love to others even in times of trial. And I needed to know that, even if I do have to vent out my own frustrations from time to time.

Hugs & Love

David said...

"Way to grow, bro"

btw, I just thought I'd tell you (in humor, of course) that's the most cheesy way of congratulating someone's spiritual growth that I've ever heard of.

I do appreciate the meaning behind the words, though ;)

Anonymous said...

I never said I wasn't cheesy!