Most of my life I have had the feeling that life was meant to be more satisfying, more fulfilling and have more adventure. Further still, I always wanted to be a person who could help people. I wanted to help people understand their true value, what people/God truly feel about them and not the large amount of lies many of us live believing. I wanted to help people get through hard times, failures, pain and begin to see hope and a future.
Every night when I go to bed I reflect on my day; most days I am disappointed looking back and finding in my whole day I spent zero time doing the thing I wanted to do most, help people. Day in and day out, week in, week out, and as years past I didn't have the opportunity to care for people like I wanted. Opportunities for helping just never seemed to present themselves.
Recently as I started seeing a councilor and that paired with talking with others and thinking through issues in my own heart I started seeing a change in the conversations I was having. I interview people for summer jobs and I saw changes in how those interviews went. My conversations started to get real. My conversations started to be honest, transparent and those conversations led to me growing and I would hope that the other half of those conversations have felt the same. Not only has vulnerability opened doors to discuss my pain with others and them with me, it has taken relationships from being shallow and stagnant, having nothing real to talk about to moving somewhere and talking about real issues that really matter. I have two thoughts as to what has changed in my life other than being vulnerable.
First, for a good chunk of my life I have thought that if I had the right job or title, people would talk to me and I would suddenly be thrown into a world of people who needed help. I always thought if I was a pastor, missionary, or speaker I could then really change lives. I guess I was looking for a title so I then would have permission to do ministry. This was dead wrong. Out of all the conversations that have brought growth and that have been times where people have shared the darkest parts of their lives with me and areas where they have desired help or growth, all of them have been friends for a long period of time. They have been people I have known well and had no idea what was really going on in their lives. Or even people I would interview at work, typically they were surface level and now interviews go much deeper than they had. My circle hasn't changed, nor my job, nor who I am. I am convinced that no title or job gives you any better opportunity to do ministry than any other one, we are simply called to be there for those in whatever circle God allows us to be in.
So for the second thought, if so much of my life is the same (same job, same circle), what is different that has allowed fruitful conversations? Like I mentioned before being vulnerable with my own struggles has taken walls down for others to have struggles they are willing to share. On top of that, I would say I have began to open my eyes and ears. Really listening to people, really paying attention to facial expressions, the way others carry themselves and trying to see their heart. Many of these fruitful conversations started as the normal conversations I had been having for years. As those normal conversations moved forward, I started hearing words I normally would have skipped over as unimportant. Words like alone, tired, messy, painful and many others. My point is that God calls us to open our eyes and ears and hear those simple words people sometime rush over and try to hide. Those words that are easy to miss and often quick and quiet are sometimes coming from the pain inside the soul of those around us. Although quiet they can be an internal scream for help or just someone to care.
I don't have this all figured out. As a matter of fact recently people have told me major stuff in their lives that I wish I could have noticed earlier before it blew up. I would love to hear your thoughts or suggestions on this article. I will leave you with this, these conversations where we go past normal surface conversations are hard. They force us to come to the terms with the fact that we all are a big mess. As CS Lewis once said though, if we have been doing a math problem that we made a mistake on when we started it, continuing to work on it after making a wrong turn is not getting us any closer to the answer. Starting over is humbling, but it is also much closer to the answer than continuing to try to solve a problem that was wrong in the first place. These real, honest conversations often are hard because we realize areas we have been going the wrong direction and must start over. These conversations also are hard because it means we have to walk with people rather than settle for cheap answers and surface friendship like the past. This is hard, but real, I would much rather have real.