It Hurts So Good

Hurt so good
Come on baby make it hurt so good
Sometimes love don’t feel like it should
You make it hurt so good
~John Courgar Mellencamp

It hurts so good

Outside of John Cougar and the occasional bodybuilder, I am not really sure if anybody ever says the words – “it hurts so good.” In truth, most of us avoid hurt at all cost.

Admittedly, I have dove deep into the pool of the Enneagram. If you are unfamiliar with the Enneagram, it is a personality tool that states there are 9 types of people. (Check out my friend Beth at YourEnneagramCoach). My type, Type 2 – the helper, loves to avoid hurt as do a couple other of the nine types. Why? Because hurt sucks. Hurt hurts. So why would anyone think that something “hurts so good”.

Yet, I have learned an uncomfortable lesson in life, emotions exist on a spectrum. If hurt is on one end, then joy resides on the other. If sadness lives at one far side, happiness sits on the opposite. And if I eliminate one, I limit the other. So if I guard my heart to never feel hurt, to never face hardship, to never let grief and sorrow sucker punch me, I also eliminate the capacity to experience authentic joy and gladness. It seems completely counterintuitive that I have hurt to find joy. I wish I had better news, but you sometimes have to hurt so good.

Jesus gave two promises in the same verse. One I loathe and the other I love.

In John 16:33 it reads, ”I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

Jesus makes a definitive, without question statement: “you will have trouble.” This is not like car trouble. No, Jesus uses a word we also translate as “tribulation” or great trouble. Jesus promises that we will face it.

Then he makes a second promise that presses on our understanding of God and time. Jesus was speaking to his disciples in their present which is our past, but uses a past tense expression. Despite the cross and resurrection being ahead of Jesus in the biblical timeline, he states it in a past tense – “I have overcome the world.”

Here is why this is important: 1) you will go through hurt, trouble, tribulation but 2) Jesus has already overcome it. While you are going through he has already overcome. While in your present trial you are hurting, he has already provided the healing.

Hurt is never meant to be good. Though, hurt can bring good. I realize there seasons that it feels like the hurt will never end. There are days when the hurt is more than we can handle. Hold onto this promise: Jesus has already, it is done, taken care of, overcome for your healing.

Shedding Someone Else’s Shame (Part 2)

“Adam and his wife were both naked, and they felt no shame.”
Genesis‬ ‭2:25‬ ‭NIV‬‬

 

Shedding Shame

Embarrassed.

Steam seemed to be rising off my neck, as my face turned red. Sweat began to form on my temples. I could feel the drip of salty liquid slowly slide down my cheek. The words that would dribble out of my mouth were almost choked out as my throat felt like it was closing. The thought I chased was “is it okay to lie in church?”

The lie I told that day was prompted not as a question of my own behavior but on the behaviors of someone else. In fact, that someone else happened to be the person I was married to.

This feeling I was caught in was shame.
The action was a cover for the life of lies I was allowing to be lived in my home. As if I had become a five year old child backed into a corner staring down the face of choosing to expose the mess of inside my life or to continue to lie, I lied.

The truth, in my mind, was an indictment on me as a minister. Yes, as a minister I lied. The lie was told in order to keep the carefully placed facade situated so no one saw the truth. To expose the truth would come at a cost I was unwilling to pay. The cost of in my mind was my position in ministry, the influence I had, and what I believed at the time would even be my calling. The simple sin of sustaining a false story seems a small price to pay to keep what I valued. Shame shaped my identity. Shame became my master.

Shame is a cover. Much like Adam and Eve knit together leaves to hide their naked, vulnerable state from the Lord, shame shell shocks us into covering ourselves and those around us. Some cover is a protection mechanism for our own sins. Other covers are not simply for self protection, but who we are covering for. Shame has a powerful way of backing us into corners to create covers for others.

Eden was perfect. In the longing thought of ample, beautiful scenery of greens, reds, blues, and colors our eye has never even imagined the perfection of man and woman. Something we cannot even begin to fathom. Their perfection was wrapped in one word: naked. In full disclosure, they were naked and felt no shame.

Shame entered the earth on the slithery back of the serpent with a simple question: “did God really say?” For Adam and his wife, they owned their own shame of coming short of God’s intended obedience of their lives. But what if you truly never took the bite? What if you cover your nakedness not out of your sins, but the sins of someone else?

Shame has a power to back us into places to do just that. Poorly crafted lies told to us, we spread like a blanket of protection for our own identity even when the sins are not ours to own. Shame has a whispering voice that narrates life telling you that their sin is your shame.

So how do you crawl out from under the covers of someone else’s shame?

1) Tell the truth, the whole truth, so help you God.

And the truth will set you free. Please read this with caution. This is not me condoning you to put someone else on blast all over your socials. This is me saying “stop lying”.

As I sat my kids down to explain why I was divorcing their mom, I continued to lie. Looking back, I wish I hadn’t. It was not that passion had faded in the relationship or we just could not get along, as I tried to soften the blow to my three kids. The truth was there was infidelity in the marriage and a lot of it. In that moment, choosing to lie kept the cover and kept the cycle of shame. Note, telling the truth to anyone does not have to include every juicy detail, but it does require you to quit covering for someone else’s sin.

The truth is a powerful weapon in overcoming shame. The truth causes you to take ownership of what is yours, but also forces you to not take on what is not true of your life. This type of shame is like a backpack full of bricks that someone else has had permission to keep stacking in there. Shame tells you your responsible to keep carrying them, even when those heavy sins are not your own.

Outlined in the book of Joshua is moment where the children of Israel finally receive their promise. After 40 years of wandering, they reach where God was taking them. At a place called Gilgal, the Bible tells us the Lord rolled the shame of Egypt away.

For 40 years, Israel walked with the label of an Egyptian slave. When in truth, they were free all along.

2) Leave it where it lies

Telling the truth once will not be enough. Like the slithering liar that slid into the story of the garden, the temptation to lie will come back. Those same embarrassed emotions will tempt you to tell the old well rehearsed story. You will be tempted to cover for them as protection for yourself and for them. You will lie to cover embarrassment. You lie in order to protect someone else’s image. You lie to protect your own. 

Who you need tell the truth to is not the whole world, but yourself. Shame will reintroduce a familiar story with familiar characters. It will attempt to hold you hostage in the lies you have been telling and repeated to yourself.

Once you break the cycle of lies, covers, stretched truths, you leave them where they lie. Drop the heavy bag of bricks. Leave it where it lies. Once you shed the shame don’t pick it back up. It was never yours to carry in the first place.

3) Get comfortable being naked.

In the classic 90’s sitcom Friends, the six New York City friends have an unsuspecting and unusual neighbor, “ugly naked guy”. While ugly naked guy never makes an on-screen appearance, one thing is for certain, he is comfortable in his birthday suit.

Shame becomes an identity cloak, something we cover our vulnerabilities with. While I am not advocating sitting in the buff with the blinds open, there is a level of being comfortable in your own skin that comes with shedding shame. When you shed the shame, you become vulnerable, which means allowing people to see you, all of you. Shame has been a hiding mechanism. Truth is big reveal of who you are. It is a risk of letting people see the authentic version of yourself that has been hiding. 

Adam and Eve walked in the garden “naked and unashamed”, fully seen by each other and God. While we can cover our shame from others, it is impossible to hide from God. To truly walk out from the cover of someone else’s shame, you have to get comfortable being seen, completely seen. You have to get comfortable being emotionally naked.

This is a challenge. It is one we find most difficult. It is easier to blame and keep the shame then be seen. As a good friend has often reminded me, when people see the real you, they tend to like you more. When you face shame, hiding has become a habit. It will take time creating a new habit of allowing people to see you as you are, hurts, scars, wounds, warts and all. The fascinating thing is when we expect people to see the worst, they often see the best of us. They like us more. 

Don’t play the blame game

Shedding shame is never about being right, it is about being free. It is not about winning friends to your side. It is not about pursuing sympathy or empathy. It is plain and simple about leaving a weight behind that has felt like toting a dead body on your back everywhere you have gone. Shedding shame is about freedom from what has bound you and your identity. Shedding shame is about living in the liberty of the truth. Shedding shame is leaving what is dead right where it lays and walking forward.

Live in the truth. Live in the present. Leave behind the shame someone else dressed you in.

~Jeff


The day I quit

“There is no striving in your love.”
Matt Stinton

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I have a theory about church leaders: most pastors desire to be cool enough to wear skinny jeans and lead worship.  And most worship leaders want to drip words of l knowledge like the church’s primary communicator.  

I honestly got caught somewhere in between.  Fearless flaunting skinny jeans with an ability to speak from the platform coupled with zero ability to continuously clap on the 2 or the 4.  It’s closer to 3 and half at times. Yet in my soul is this deep connection to music.  

Honestly, God knows if I had an ounce of musical ability I would have lived in a van down by the Tennessee River in Nashville trying to break into country music.  

Maybe I’m not alone living in my love and lack when it comes to music chops.  Just somewhere in my soul is the heart of a Biel Street music maker.

With that love and lack came a Sunday sucker punch a few weeks back.  Our extra-skinny jean wearing worship pastor was introducing a new cut from the folks at Bethel Church.  The first power chord strum was chased by the chorus “there is no striving…there is no striving in your love…” 

Like the quick peeling of a bandage over an exposed wound I found myself ripped open.  It was as if the pen and guitar of the songwriter had peered into my soul and found the perfect blend of lyrical melody to tear the veil off my life.  In that moment the words to describe the constant chasing of discontent finally had language.  I had for years been “striving”.

All my consistent and constant striving had led to a life of strife.  My soul and life had been poisoned by a self induced dose of bitterness and anger.  I had been chasing all the right things for all the wrong reasons.  I was striving with God, in relationships, in trying to reconcile my career with my calling.  And here is the thing no one will tell you, striving never leads you to the places you want to go.

While, I would set my destination for joy, peace, happiness and contentment, I constantly found my arrival point as a place of unsatisfied and distant.  No matter the chasing, I just found my soul emptied of the things I desired.  I had become a hostage to my own struggle.

In that moment of finally feeling exposed I started walking out of the cave of discontent.  I knew that in order to arrive somewhere different was going to require going about it a different way.  The striving had to stop.

I would love to say it was miracle moment with Jesus that I just walked away and never went back to.  But like most things in life that we get tangled up in, it takes time to untangle.  So I went to work on unwinding the tangled mess I had made.

The outcome of leaving behind the insecurities of all the striving was coming to place I had always wanted.  A discovery of peace and truth and acceptance.  I no longer had to live in the lie that I was not enough.  I no longer had to face the man in the mirror that saw only imperfections in the master design of a creative God. Suddenly I saw through the eyes of a loving Father who’s love I did not have to work for.

James the brother of Jesus penned it best when he said “come near to God and he will come near to you.”   All the striving got me no closer to the one who was chasing after me.  It is when I realized that I did not have work for his love, that it was freely given I found freedom to be Just Be Jeff.

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