Lately, when I leave the house for my run, a wave of guilt washes over me. For me, running is a reminder of my freedom – both physically and mentally. Today, I am fortunate. Today I can run because I am not tethered by debilitating anxiety, physically-draining emotional issues, or heart-wrenching suffering. But, my neighbor Galina, who lives in the ‘sad house,’ is. As I swing my legs in the pointless pursuit of warming up, I wonder how she feels when she sees me getting ready to go. I imagine that she’s thinking, “If only my heart didn’t ache so fiercely and the tears didn’t flow so easily, then maybe I too could go outside – even just to take a walk and breathe in the cold air.” Galina’s son took his own life in October. Her suffering is like nothing I have ever experienced.
It’s only been three months, but for Galina and her husband every day must feel like a hundred – with every minute consumed by a hurt that no one will ever understand. I know I can’t. So the first time I went to express my condolences and check in on them, I said practically nothing. I stammered. I sobbed. I said I was sorry over and over. I had no words that could possibly take away their suffering. On that first visit, I walked home wiping my tears feeling helpless and confused. Why does this happen? I am in the midst of rekindling my relationship with God and this is what He puts in front of me?
Some people are presented with signs all the time. I believe I am one of those people. But during the last 10 years, having lost almost all my faith, I thought these signs were produced by energy, or positive thinking, or were just the workings of a random universe. However, when I received my second book from Pastor Tullian Tchividjian entitled, Glorious Ruin: How Suffering Sets You Free, only days after questioning why bad things happen to good people, I knew I needed to give God another chance.
I had really just met Pastor Tullian a few months earlier through blogs and email. He was a virtual stranger who instinctively knew what I was going through. Whether it was by chance or divinity, I was getting more hopeful. I mean, if someone I had just met could sense my struggles and take action, maybe I could too. Maybe this book was the key to helping Galina – a self-help book of sorts with a guaranteed 10-step program to show us all how to get up, get moving, and get on with life. Honestly, I was relieved to find out it wasn’t. After all, I am the more emotional variety of human being and I know that following instructions from a book, or in a program, or from a manual can never extract the pain.
Tullian gets it. He seems to innately understand the human spirit – what will draw us close and what will push us away. His preaching and his faith seem different than anything I’ve ever heard, or read, or experienced. His books are an extension of his sermons – heartfelt, realistic, empathetic, and engaging. When he writes, he is just as broken and imperfect as the rest of us. He doesn’t try to explain why bad things happen to good people, but instead, provides his own insight into how suffering can liberate us.
After I read Glorious Ruin, I felt better about my initial visits with Galina. It became clear that she wasn’t looking for answers from me or an explanation that would miraculously delete her pain. So, on my third visit, I simply stood in the doorway and asked how she was. With tears glistening on my lower lashes, I waited for her to speak. When she said nothing, I just hugged her. Then, we both cried. We had broken the silence of the suffering. I think she just needed someone to stand beside her and suffer with her.
I was raised to believe that showing emotion was akin to being weak. “Never wear your heart on your sleeve.” So, I run when I am sad, lonely, hurt or confused. Through Tullian, I’ve learned that we don’t have to run from the pain. We can learn from it and grow from it – whether it’s our suffering or someone else’s. Suffering can bring us closer to grace and to God. And that’s because He will always be there to suffer with us and to suffer for us.
Callie,
Simply brilliant. I think the great barricade to many people’s jorney to faith is the suffering and that bad things that happen to good people. Your eloquence in communicating your understanding of pain as a part of faith is inspiring. Perhaps the pain is a result of our imperfections and we need to seek a better communion with God to find the comfort faith provides. Thank you for sharing your insight. Your kindness and fearlessness you display in approaching your neighbor is an example of the human being we should all aspire to be. You are such a special soul.
Love You,
Joe
Joe, it’s replies like yours that propel me forward on this journey. I still have so much to learn and I am eager to better understand myself and what I believe. I know we all falter and will fail, and when I do, I hope to have the faith to recognize that it’s okay. When I suffer, I want to know that it’s okay and that there is no shame in crying and grieving. Pain is part of life. I know that there is no amount of running that can take away crushed-to-the-soul pain. But, I hope we’ll all have someone to watch over us and suffer with us. Thank you for sharing your wisdom and your sweetness.
Callie,
I only wish I could properly express my admiration for you. You display a search for excellence in so many phases of your life. You also achieve a level of excellence in so many phases is amazing. I’m thrilled to call you friend. Hopefully, I’ll get a chance to message you this evening.
Joe
Hi Callie- I’m so sorry for your friends’ loss. Grieving people greatly benefit from just the power of presence. Your visits are important without words. Eventually she will share with you what’s going on and in those conversations her needs will present themselves. Like helping get the mail, helping with laundry, yard work, or just telling a story of her son. I facilitate a Christian Grief Share course at Mission Hills Church in Littleton. Our next 13 week course starts on Feb 10. If you like to know more let me know. You are a wonderful friend. Oxoxox
Launa, thank you for sharing. I will see her again soon and will mention your Christian Grief Share Course if I feel like the time is right. I love that you facilitate this course. Thank you for your friendship. See you soon.
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