Have you heard this one? “I don’t have stress. I give it.”
What You Might Expect Me To Say About Stress: Aw-w-w, just relax. Or maybe toughen up. Jesus said worry doesn’t help at all.
But That’s Not the Whole Story, Is It? From financial meltdowns we cannot control, to family pains, to work and responsibilities, stress is almost built in. Jesus does razz us about worrying in Matthew 6, but he, too knew responsibilities and tensions with those around him. A good summary of Paul’s writing in the Bible might be “trust God, but work hard”. Not quite as comforting as a good massage, is it?
Here’s Where I Get in Trouble: You can use me to say this to you if you need someone to remind you of what you already know. Two issues boil to the top that don’t get talked about enough in self help books. First is the need to balance our work with our joy. I am the senior staff responsible for three organizations, including this church that I pastor. I have kids, and bills that are oppressive. I live with a brain injury. But most days I am deeply happy. I know people who are even more at peace than me who have even more responsibilities and challenges. How is this possible?
Those who don’t die under stress are those who have developed the capacity to cherish … they look to the successes in their work and remember them out loud; they look to their workmates or families and verbalize and take note of their gifts and kindnesses; they look for good stuff and appreciate it at length, as a habit of the soul. When you stop looking for good, it can be hard to see. When you look, it is everywhere. You know this!
Second, we need rhythms we won’t compromise for anything but the direst conflict. The morning bran … the walk … the church worship … the bedtime kiss or the reading before sleep, you’re not all the same, but we have to keep some rhythms or we fall into a disorder not far from schizophrenia. Watch the stress/depression that accompanies so many who either get into the sleeping-in-with-no-fixed-waking-hour anti-routine or the opposite of no-bed-time and no-time-when-work-has-to-stop. Sure, there is chicken and egg as to cause, but not eating at least some veggies and fruits, and not getting aerobic a couple of times a week, and not being near positive people for conversation and for celebration regularly will leave us ready for the meltdown.
Don’t Lie to Yourself: Life is hard, and sometimes REAL hard. And you have to say no to things before you can say yes to other things. You don’t stretch so far or so well! But some stress is the natural function of living. The question is balance.
And another argument for kind, honorable living is that it reduces the pains of horrid consequences. But if you have failed here, don’t forget, God forgives. Consequences may last, but God’s love overcomes even our worst failures.
[[BUT: major health breakdowns and certain major life losses are not in this same category. These are not just stress. They involve grief and pain and chemical reactions and are worthy of getting counseling and help from friends and family. Dumping on yourself about your ability to manage stress in those times just drains you more. Stay or get close to some people in those times that will help you keep your head above water through the intense times. You will find grace in the most unusual places.]]
Do well.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
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Seems to me so much of this is all connected. Stress leads to depression and our nasty little habbits.
I like to be so very busy... If i'm not busy, I am WAY too bored... and I have a problem with bored eating, so I MUST stay busy. But of course with busy comes stress. I don't handle stress well. I used to, BC that is (Before Children). Now, I take out my stress on everything that breathes sometimes. Sometimes that stress is simply the silent treatment, other times it's screaming outbursts into a pillow. AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH - I LOATHE stress.
Balance, oh, so much easier said then done, huh? Especially for a mom with a guilt complex over going back to work, or for a mom who asks for help, and never gets it, so why bother asking for help. I rarely take time for myself. I try to get out to exercise every day, but I have a hard time not thinking about who i'm puting out at that moment because I cant' take the kids with me. I have been able to finally get back to what I LOVE: Horseback riding... getting lessons 1x a week, costing me an arm and a leg, but I love it, and I want to do it as long as I can, and yet again, I feel guilty for taking the time for myself, even though I KNOW i need it.
Balance is good, I wish I could do better at it... Management is even better. I have never found a self help book that really works on helping me to manage my stress. I know the theories behind it all, doesn't help me much. I like being reminded of what I already know, feels like i need that on a daily basis if I'm really going to learn and do.
I just have to say that I have heard everything that you say at the beginning... my husband says "chillax", my parents tell me to just "buck up and get over it" Don't people know that none of that helps.... I think it's definitely differnet for everyone, but for me... Understanding is more powerful... knowing that the problems that stress me out are heard, and understood, not solved necessarily or received with empty remorse and aid, is what I crave most.
Funny (weird) how I'm reading this blog about stress after having an extremely stressful day, journally about the stresses in my life, etc. As I now like to quote from a favorite movie "there are no accidents" (kung fu panda), and maybe that's right. it was no accident that I read this, and has made me contemplate the matter further...
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