On grief, suffering, and humanity: "What Punishments of God are not Gifts?"

This moved me last night and I wanted to share – it’s from an interview with CNN’s Anderson Cooper and comedian Stephen Colbert...  Anderson Cooper’s Dad died when he was 10 (heart attack) and he lost his Mom in early June.  Stephen Colbert’s Dad and two of his brothers died in a plane crash when Stephen was 10 and his Mom died a few years ago too. 

It’s really clear in the interview that Anderson Cooper is still very much in grief and he is asking some pretty big questions that are personal, not part of his “newsman” persona.

The interview is here -- https://youtu.be/iZ_zajwFPDs -- this is the part that really moved me:

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Anderson Cooper: I’m not the person I meant to be. I’m not the person I started out to be (because of the grief / loss / trauma).

Stephen Colbert: But you are the person you were meant to be.

Anderson Cooper: Maybe, maybe not. Maybe this is a warped version of ...

Stephen Colbert: So there’s another time line with a happier Anderson Cooper?

Anderson Cooper: Yeah! I mean no. There’s not, it doesn’t exist, an alternate universe but... but yes, I guess...

Stephen Colbert: But that’s what I mean about faith.

My experience and learning from the experience of my mother, what I read and what I experience in my particular faith, extremely imperfectly, admittedly, is that there isn’t another time. This is it.  And the bravest thing you can do is to accept with gratitude the world as it is and then, as Galdalf says, so too all people who are in such times.

Anderson Cooper: You went on to tell an interviewer that you have learned to love “the thing that I most wish had not happened.” You went on to say “what punishments of God are not gifts?” Do you really believe that?

Stephen Colbert: Yes. It is a gift to exist. And with existence comes suffering. There’s no escaping that. And I guess I’m either a Catholic or a Buddhist when I say that because I’ve heard that from both traditions.

But I didn’t learn it - that I was grateful for the thing I most wished didn’t happen - but I realized it. It’s an odd, guilty kind of feeling. I don’t want it to have happened. I wish it had not happened.

But, if you’re grateful for your life, which I think is a positive thing to do - not everybody is, and I’m not always - it’s the most positive thing to do, and you have to be grateful for all of it . You can’t pick and choose what you’re grateful for.

And then, so what do you get from loss? You get awareness of other people’s loss, which allows you to connect with that other person, which allows you to love more deeply, and to understand what it’s like to be a human being, if it’s true that all humans suffer.

So, at a young age I suffered something so that by the time I was in serious relationships in my life, with friends, or with my wife or with my children, is that I have some understanding that everyone is suffering and, however imperfectly, acknowledge that suffering, and to connect with them, to love them in a deep way... and that’s what I mean, it’s about the fullness of your humanity.

What’s the point of being here, being human, if you cannot be the most human you can be? I want to be the most human I can be. And that involves acknowledging, and ultimately being grateful for the things that I wish didn’t happen- because they gave me a gift.

and in the Christian tradition, that’s the gift of the sacrifice of Jesus:  that God suffers too.

❤

Boundaries

Interested to read this lovely quote from Prentis Hemphill, the former Healing Justice director of Black Lives Matter, on boundaries:

Boundaries are the distance at which I can love you and me simultaneously.- Prentis Hemphill

My sponsor is encouraging me to take a step back in my service positions and focus on my recovery.  Strong personal recovery is a service in itself.  I often find it easier to serve others before I serve my own needs and that leads to resentment.  It's unhealthy.

I see it in others too -- a busy life in service to others can be a front for not being willing to love ourselves enough to do our own work for ourselves.  There is an unchallenged shame in there;  feeling we are not deserving of recovery in our own right.

Discord

The reading in For Today for this morning is about discord and its counterpart, peace.  Or as Publilius Syrus calls it, concord.

Discord gives a relish for concord - Publilius Syrus

Curiously, Publilius Syrus, the 1st Century Latin proverbist, also gave us the phrase, "A rolling stone gathers no moss." 

But what of concord?  It is not a word commonly used but rather an idea common sought, I think.  

Concord. s.v. agreement or harmony between people or groups. 

The reading states that fighting the disease of compulsive eating (indeed, any addiction, I expect) is fighting myself.  So I lay down my arms in OA.  I am open to the teaching of others.

For Today continues by noting how "being human, however, I still bring discord into my life:  I sometimes get angry over my own and others' mistakes; I argue over minor matters as though my life depended upon it; I eat too much and hate myself for it."

Publilius Syrus has an apt proverb for that too:

"An angry man is again angry with himself when he returns to reason."

 So I reflect on my affinity for discord - creating it, being curious by it, observing it in others with disdain but also fascination.  And I pray for more peace, more concord, more connection in my interactions with others.  I look at my progress so far and I want more progress.  I dare to keep trying to grow and OA is a place where I have found some concord.

Thanks, Publilius Syrus, for reminding me today that "valour grows by daring, fear by holding back."

Blessed be.

Where to find God

This morning, I discovered some passages by Khalil Gibran, whose work I first saw in a quote from the OA For Today daily reader.  In his work, The Prophet, he wrote:

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather,"I am in the heart of God." And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

and this:

Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite. Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody. But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers, nay, the lovers of all your elements?

and then this:

Could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy; and you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.

And as I can feel autumn in the air, the calendar ticks over to the new month of September, I hold in my heart my faith and I feel overwhelmed by love.

Blessed be.