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TAMI - Grieving “For”

Monday, October 18th, 2010

I am grieving a long goodbye to a preposition—the word I so often use and abuse and twist like a bendy figurine. The word is “for.”

There’s so much power packed into this little word. We’ve talked a bunch about the differences between “to, for, and with” in relationship to how we do community with folks. “With” is always the clear preference for authentic,
mutually respectful, equal, beautiful, messy-but-real relationships… “With” is entirely more complicated. Depends on how bent a person may be on controlling people or situations that are not exactly what we had envisioned them turning out to be! The addict that didn’t want help, the lonely person that pushed people
away…

I’m grieving terribly! I have a feeling I rather crave this perceived control– Somehow I’ve taken to this crazy idea that it’s easier or better or more efficient for ME (number one) to solve the problem, apply simple solution, and make all better– Just like that!

SO I found this interesting tidbit of info that gave me a better idea about what it is to live “with” and let “for” fade more to its proper place. I’m a wanna-be computer nerd, so I got a welcome idea illustration when I learned this little tidbit about computer program language. In computer language there’s actually a thing called a “for loop” where the programmer can dictate something to happen over and over again, and they can even program how many times this must happen.

There’s another kind of loop called a “do loop” that’s identical to a “for loop.” Interesting, isn’t it? My point is that some genius somewhere came out with an actual command for these wonderful machines we call computers, which tells it what to do and when to do it, and how many times. And as long as it does that command, everything runs smoothly within the program. This is the function of “for” in a computer. Isn’t that what “for” is for?? And the fact that a “do loop” is the exact same thing… well, as long as we DO, DO, DO what we are programmed FOR, FOR, FOR…

Get what I’m saying? It seems like there should be a nice algorithm to the whole thing, right? It puts a whole new meaning to controlling situations and outcomes with “for.” As long as I can do whatever it takes to make things happen that I think should happen, then I control the situation and I am doing “for.” There is no room for “with,” because that would require me to leave options open– choices and dialogue from the other side. Oh, how I fear that unknown! But how I do long for it… I can imagine the wonderful conversations and amazing new algorithms yet to be discovered!

TAMI - So???

Monday, July 5th, 2010

So….I’m sitting here on an average day–no shocking headlines or famous dead guys to quote today. I do, however, have a few ponderings rolling around in my head….I’ve prepared for you a special something straight from my heart of Tami-ness (smirk). And just to make it more special (ahem), I write to you from a psychiatric ward in CO, as a patient. Yes, from a hospital. Yes, I’m broken.

Some may wonder why in the world I’m writing here: What authority do I have?

What special insight or knowledge do I have? I, of all people, should have
less margin to say much of anything about faith, life or spirituality since I’m obviously poor in all aforementioned areas, correct? I’m too sick to speak!

Well, so???

I have plenty to say, and I’ll let you decide if it’s worth reading–I’m on a journey, and whew, is it a handful. I can attest to ONE SURE THING as a result of my travels thus far:

We need each other!

This crazy, sweet thing I call “my healing community” is not an optional
accessory for the trip. I stand and give the screechy battle cry: “brother, sister–I NEED you! You NEED me! let’s both admit we’re busted at least a little and get together on it!”

Healing community is not for the faint-hearted (Bible-ese for “sissies”). Can we not all hang out with each other, us who are hurt, tattered, tired, and just “do life” together? Jesus does it with us every day….And nobody can claim to be anything other than imperfect. Whiners, cheaters, abusers, the dirty, impoverished…?

If the Church is a hospital (and it is), and we are broken (and we are), then each of us is a PERFECTLY well-suited match for Jesus! Welcome to the fam! Come in. Speak. We want to hear about what he’s doing in your broken corner of the world…

So???

TAMI -Some Thoughts on Hope

Monday, February 2nd, 2009

hope armband

“The hope of the afflicted shall never perish”
- Psalm 9:18

The Refuge did a short interview on Hope with Tami. Here are some of her thoughts:

how would you describe where you are in your life when it comes to hope?  are you feeling a little of it?  a lot of it?  why?

I feel a little of it.  Hope is one of those things that has a life of its own for me. Hope doesn’t depend on any one person to need it, make it, conjure it up, give it to others (though lending hope is totally do-able), or anything, …  it is already within each of us, a God-given enigma to live and survive without losing any part of ourselves.  It’s nice this way, because its existence doesn’t matter at all whether or not we feel it. If there is one miniscule bit of it anywhere to be found in us, it will bust out of the darkest places in infinite quantities to get us from one dark place to something human, even if for just a moment. Very frequently this is brought about in the context of community, through another person who takes a moment to just qualify the fact that another person is living, breathing, valuable, and hurting in that moment.  And a moment is everything when we humans are suffering–  and so hope is our last, best, only line of defense against darkness.  Good thing it doesn’t depend on us…

when you think of the word hope, what do you think of?

I think of one of the most uncontrollable, powerful forces of the universe.

what makes you afraid to hope?

Some of my experience tells me that things really can and will get bad– the floor does fall through. And then comes the fear that the lies are true–that God might leave me alone to die there.

what brings you hope?

Others who know my struggle and weaknesses, but who still know and can still see who I really am, even through seeing me at my worst, and then remind me, help me, get my bearings straight again so I can move on without condemnation for where I just was.  Moving forward, being able to bounce back with the truth of some good.

how have you “borrowed hope” from others?  what difference has that made in your life?

Borrowing hope is like the fastrack out of despair. Hope already exists and will find everyone somehow in moments, but when borrowing hope, both parties have to choose to do this.  Borrowing hope simply means letting my guard down just long enough to let another person give me a quick glimpse of something good that makes it worth getting to the next moment and letting all the possibilities take hold.  Mind you, it is HARD to let it happen when I’m in the midst of darkness. But it’s a lot like an opportunistic infection–  the moment it finds the right place, then is exposed to spread in an environment that’s made to grow that infection…  it spreads like wildfire, which is why I say that only God can have anything to do with it.  Humans just aren’t able to do this stuff…only to let it happen.

there’s no way to define the mystery of “hope” but what are some ways God tends to bring some of it to you?  what does that look like, feel like, taste like?

It’s something good and true that sets off that thing God put in me, so I can make it a little longer through the darkness.  For me it’s a hug or someone who knows me telling me the truth about my identity when I’m confused there, or that weird feeling behind my cheekbones that I get when I really cry hard and nobody is mad at me for doing so.  Or that relaxation and warmth of being able to just be still and lie there without a fight and grieve— to freely be able to feel and know it won’t hurt my chances for a spot in heaven or in a loved one’s life.

what would you say right now to someone who’s feeling hopeless?

What you feel is just fine, and I don’t want you to stop it.  I can see you even through all the dark you feel.  I’m perfectly fine with you being here and you’re worth staying with through it.

what would you say right now to someone who’s feeling hopeful?

Cool.  Relish it, grow it, and hold that thought—you, or someone else. will need it later.