In the movie, The Family Man, the main character is given the opportunity to see what his life would be like if he had made different choices. In his real life, Jack is CEO of a prominant company and Alan, who works under Jack, is timid, unsure, unable to make any decisions without Jack holding his hand. In Jack's "glimpse" into a different life, Alan is the CEO. As the CEO, Alan is a man of strength and of courage. He stands up for what he needs and does not hesitate to make decisions or to fight for them. When Jack eventually returns to his real life and meets up once again with the timid, unsure Alan, he makes the comment, "Somewhere inside of you there's a much more assertive person."
In my own life, if I had not been put in a position where I was forced to be in charge of... well of everything, I, too, would not have stepped into that position. I was comfortable being an associate pastor and later, a co-pastor, not wanting to make the hard decisions. In my family, while it looked like I was the alpha, the big decisions, all of them, were made by my husband. He decided when and where we should live, what schools our kids should attend, when we moved out of state and even what jobs we had. He wasn't domineering. I just was more comfortable having someone else make those decisions. I didn't trust my own voice, I didn't trust my ability to choose well. But along with that beta position in my own life came a sense of inferiority, of incompetence, and frankly of deep insecurity. Being forced into a position where I raised my kids alone, worked as the sole pastor of a congregation and the lone income provider for my family, being the only adult who had to make every decision for the family: while the transition was difficult, it also helped me to grow in my own strength, my own abilities, and ultimately, my own sense of wholeness, happiness and well-being. Additionally, I learned how to do things. I learned how to mow the lawn, how to do small repairs in my own home, how to invest money. Before, it had been simpler not to learn these abilities. But I am grateful I now have them. While I never would have chosen what we lived through, the deep truth is that I would not be half the person I am today without having survived it, and thrived through it.
I look around and I wonder what certain people could be if their lives forced them to step up. More, I've been thinking about how we sometimes enable people to be lesser versions of themselves through our care for them. When we make all the decisions, are we disempowering others to make their own choices? When we take charge of certain aspects of another's life, are we disempowering them from being able to take charge of those aspects themselves? When we stand up for one another, are we disempowering them from standing up for themselves?
No, this is not a political argument against aid. I believe there are universal rights people have: the right to clean water, food, shelter, healthcare, education. All people should have these, and there are people who absolutely need help. You cannot teach a person to fish who is so hungry they can't hold the rod or net. But aid would undoubtedly be more empowering if we were to also teach, and more, to help folk make the connections they need to get the work they often want.
While sometimes we are thrown headfirst into needing to take more control of our lives, it is easier if we are gradually empowered to grow. With our children, they are given more responsibilities as they grow up. If a person is not used to making decisions or doing things for themselves, easing into those behaviors is certainly better than being thrown headlong into the deep end. Also, I believe we can support one another in ways that do not take away another's opportunity to make decisions, stand up for themself or learn a new skill. But these take thought.
There is a Murdock Mysteries episode where Murdock's wife was arguing with their boss about her right to do something. She turned to Murdock expecting him to defend her, but he did not. Afterwards she confronted him angrily that he had not stood up for her. But his response was, "You did not need me to do that for you! I knew that you were a strong enough woman that you did not need to be ‘rescued’ or ‘saved’ by the big powerful man. If I had jumped in, the police chief never would have come to respect YOUR strength and your ability to speak for yourself as a full human being.”
I wonder how often we think we are rescuing or helping someone when in fact we are disempowering them from becoming the best, most whole people they could be.
So very true
ReplyDeleteI love your blog. I is writen from your heart and is so true of life. Thank you for being you.
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very timely...hamster wheel of ideas now have a bit of a focus and I think this post of yours solidified it :)
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DeleteThank you. I’m am currently struggling with who and what I am. All my chicks will soon have flown. My purpose is shifting and I can’t seem to find my rudder. I know I have strength. I know I am completely capable. I’ve just lent them out and need to reclaim them. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI completely understand. My youngest also leaves in the fall. And it leaves me, too, needing to do some redefining of who I am primarily. If you want to talk, send me a message (you can use the message sender on the side of my blog) and we can commiserate!
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