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How Has God Changed Your Perspective About Someone Else?

06.07.2016 by Tracy Stella //

I find it interesting the way God led us to pose June’s question. To me (Tracy) the question asks us to consider more than one angle.  As I tilt my head to the right it looks one way, to the left another.

There’s “how,” as in a methodology. What process did God use to change our perspective about someone else?

There’s also “who,” as in what person did He use to help us see in a different light?

Perspective_Someone TracyWhen I first looked at “my person,” I saw him under harsh, fluorescent-like illumination. My view of him wasn’t natural. It glared. It got to my eyes, making my vision fuzzy. Fury, pain, and too many tears have a way of blurring things.

“I see marriage as an operation that sews two people together, and divorce is a kind of amputation that can take a long time to heal. The longer you were married, or the rougher the amputation, the harder it is to recover.”¹

My person is my ex-husband, Mike. I’ve held off writing about him and our situation until now. Now feels right. Now feels wrapped in forgiveness, but it wasn’t always so. I think it’s important to visit a bit of what it was to see what God did.

We were married for well over ten years. There were good years. And then there weren’t. Neither one of us were believers. Neither one of us went to church—until things got desperate and we didn’t know what to do with one another anymore.

Our marriage was in a sad state. Without God in the center of marriage, how does anyone hold it together? We don’t have enough hands. Believe me. I tried. My pride and my performance-driven nature told me I could keep it together until one day my pride said, “Enough is enough!”

Pride is an ugly animal. It roars and ravages relationships with others and with God. Pride is probably the biggest inhibitor to a relationship with Christ. When we think we’ve got things under control (or can get them there), we don’t recognize our need for Jesus.

When our marriage was in a season of desperation, we were surrounded by a sea of non-believers. Warning! Be very careful whose counsel you listen to. I had plenty of people telling me to leave him. Because I wanted to, I did. Oh, I didn’t really want to; I just didn’t know what to do. I was scared. I was mad. And I was embarrassed. How did we end up here?

I felt stupid, and back then especially I didn’t like feeling stupid. I still don’t love it, but I’m learning not to expect myself to have all the answers. I don’t. Back then, I didn’t know I didn’t need to. The Sovereign One has all the solutions I’ll ever need! Thank You, Jesus!

How does someone live in the same household as another person and not see addiction?

I walked around with blinders on, because I was too afraid to peer into what was really taking place. Only in hindsight did I see what was sitting under my nose. I wanted to believe he was just tired. Each relapse I wanted to believe it would never happen again. I wanted to believe in my fairy tale. Tracy married her prince, and she lived happily ever after.

But it wasn’t true.

No princess ever watched her prince’s head swim in a bowl of French onion soup. Over and over he took a dip. That image still breaks my heart. Addiction is sad. So sad. His hair saturated by the oily onion soup stench as his face swam in the cobalt blue bowl, cheese baked down its side. Kitty often would sneak up and secretly lap at the liquid.

There’s a lot I’ll leave out. No need to dredge through it all. After several relapses and not knowing what else to do, I put my foot down one last time. Out! And it ended. Amputated, Mike was completely cut out of my life in the physical sense. He didn’t step foot in the house again, even though we remained separated for a long time before we actually got divorced.

I think subconsciously I was holding out, waiting to see if he’d fight for our marriage and leave the substances behind. He didn’t. I don’t think he could. Wounded, I ran to other relationships for comfort. And I didn’t stop running and hiding in what others offered. Later, God showed me my pride in all of this. But I didn’t see any of that at the time. I was busy grieving in the weirdest of ways.

The day of the divorce he was a no show. For some reason that was one of the things that stung the most back then. I felt like he viewed our marriage as insignificant, not worth investing any more time in—not even for a court appearance to end it. The marriage was over without much fanfare. Later, I realized he either couldn’t appear in court emotionally or couldn’t because of addiction. It didn’t mean everything was always horrible, nor did it mean the time we shared was insignificant. It meant he couldn’t.

Over a decade spent with another person is never insignificant. It shapes us.

God changed my perspective about my ex-husband. God showed me the person I once loved is someone He still deeply loves. And I’m called to love Mike in a different way now. It is love to forgive, to release a person.

God changed my perspective when He showed me Mike was broken, just like me. I could no longer hate him when I saw his hurt. I recognized what that felt like, and I wouldn’t want that for anyone. God taught me too much about what love really is to want that for anyone–even if that anyone had inadvertently hurt me.

God has used the pain of that time, the trauma, to help me never lose sight of the blessings I have in my current marriage to Sam. We can’t take people–our marriages–for granted. We can’t assume just because something is good today means it will be good tomorrow. We have to make investments in one another, because we make withdrawals (even if on accident).

What methodology did God use to help me change my perspective about my ex-husband?

  1. It took time. I needed to distance myself from the pain in a healthy way.
  2. It took a relationship with Jesus. He healed my soul in ways I didn’t know I needed.
  3. It took reading God’s Word and learning (and believing) He had plans and hope for my future. I needed hope. Desperately!
  4. I began to understand my contribution to the demise of my marriage. His addiction was substances. Mine was work. My addiction was just socially acceptable.
  5. I didn’t see my own sin. I had a great big plank of adultery sticking out of my eye. The failure of a marriage takes two. Sometimes the sin is obvious; sometimes it’s not. Just because we don’t see it, doesn’t mean it’s not there. We all have our blind spots. God revealed truth in love. And then I saw.
  6. As I became more aware of my own brokenness, I was able to see my ex-husband’s. His addiction wasn’t aimed at me. I was merely caught in the crossfire, just as he was caught in mine.
  7. The more I experienced God’s love, grace, mercy, and forgiveness, the more I was able to extend it to others. I read R.T. Kendall’s book, Total Forgiveness, which helped too. I forgave Mike long ago.

Forgiveness is not easy, but it’s possible. Sometimes we need to forgive ourselves. Sometimes we need to forgive others. More times than not, I’ve learned it’s a bit of both.

Through it all, I moved from sorrow, to anger, to shame, to healing and restoration. I went through boxes of tissue. And the bowl of tears God’s holding in heaven? If it were anyone other than God carrying it…it would be too much.

On the other side of divorce, God showed me “everyone needs forgiveness, the kindness of a Savior, the hope of nations.²” I do. Everyone does. My ex included.

“My God is mighty to save.²”

Join me as I pray for my ex. I’m not sure where he is with addiction or with Jesus. I pray he is in recovery and I pray he knows Jesus. And that he’s happy. I know all are possible. Thank You, Jesus, for bringing those to my life!

How has God changed your perspective about someone else? Join the conversation here or on our Facebook page.

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¹Gilbert, Elizabeth. Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia. New York: Viking, 2006.

²Zschech, Darlene, writer. Mighty to Save. Hillsong/Columbia, 2006, CD.

Categories // Life, Perspective, Tracy Stella's Perspective Tags // addiction, adultery, brokenness, divorce, forgiveness, marriage, Perspective, pride, sin, workaholic

A New Perspective

05.31.2016 by Tracy Stella //

Today, I (Tracy) want to take a stab at giving you a literal new perspective here at FACETS of Faith. Watch this short video recap as I share how God helped me change my perspective about myself.

I know He’s doing a work in me, because I let go of my desire to have everything “just so”. From the vantage point God has me looking, I think I’m learning to embrace there is no such thing as perfect. He wants me to join Him in the process of doing new things. It’s part of the journey. Join me, won’t you?

 

Categories // Life, Perspective, Tracy Stella's Perspective Tags // Perspective, Video, Words

How Has God Changed Your Perspective About Yourself?

05.03.2016 by Tracy Stella //

Welcome to May, where hopefully we see far more flowers than we have during April in my (Tracy’s) neck of the woods. We’ve encountered a month full of showers – lots of snow showers. The white fluffy stuff seems like an affront come this time of year. Stealing time, winter keeps the blooms we long for from bursting forth into spring’s first breath.

The season causes our eyes to scan the ground as we look for signs of spring.  What is it about those first flowers that delight us so? And how do flowers relate to our topic this month here at FACETS of Faith? How has God changed your perspective about yourself?


God's perspective about myselfIt took a few winter seasons to see the significant change and beauty God desired to bring into my life. During those really tough times where I felt frozen, buried beneath the snow, God was doing something significant. He was changing my perspective about me, and in doing so He changed me.

In order for a flower to grow, she needs to be nurtured. Her first baby shoots can’t withstand harsh conditions.

One of the most significant ways God changed my perspective about me was by revealing what His perspective was (and is) of me.

I came from a place where I excelled at internally flogging myself for all my failures. Oh and the list of those was long! How could I have done that? No wonder my life turned out to be such a train wreck. Maybe I deserved to be sitting in a ditch, life destroyed. What happened to me? How could I make so many wrong turns? Look at all the weeds – so many they choke out any hope of a beautiful bloom. You’re not (insert adjective here) enough.

I lacked compassion toward myself. Can you relate?

God heard that self-critical voice in my head. He had something to say about that. Too much was at stake for me to berate myself and believe the belittling words any longer. Future blooms, mine and others, depended upon digging deep into God’s perception of me. In spite of my failures. He knew (and knows) they exist. But eyes of Love saw through those to what I could become on the receiving end of His compassion.

Someone recently asked me how I came to love Jesus so much. I think the root is right here: God’s mercy reached in and nurtured my soul.

Early on, I felt like I was supposed to journal and ask God a question. It was a terrifying question. I wanted to hide from what I might hear. It was not only my voice I was accustomed to hearing harsh words from. There were plenty of humans who had hurled accusations and unkindness my way. My tender shoots couldn’t take any more torturous words from anyone.

I wasn’t sure I could handle what God had to say. I was too ashamed and certainly not feeling brave enough for any more berating. Even so, I felt a nudge. Nudge. Deep breath. Can I take this plunge? Do I want to know what God thinks of me? I don’t think I can. Oh, just jump! Jump already!

I leapt. Words scampered across the page of my journal.

God, what do you think of me?

I waited for the word gauntlet to drop.

No such thing happened. Mercifully, God’s words were the ones I longed to hear my whole life. Tender. Loving. Soft and gentle. In spite of my sin. Yes, He saw it, but those first tender shoots of our time together He said nothing of it. Not one word. Even though He had every right to. And that endeared me to Him FOREVER. Even now, it moves me to tears. How could it not?

What words do you long to hear?

My child, you are enough.

My dear, you are my delight.

You are Mine.

You are dearly and deeply loved.

I have seen all that has happened to you. It is not okay. Let me hold you in my arms.

You are forgiven.

I am not ashamed of you. Hold your head high.

I am proud of you.

You are worthy.

I have a calling hand-selected just for you. Only you can fill it.

That’s the place, the nutrient rich soil of mercy and forgiveness through the sweetest of words, where beauty in every flower emerges. Spring has arrived. And look at her blooms! God’s Word has this to say regarding beauty:

Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.—1 Peter 3:4 NIV

God helped me to see the importance of nurturing my inner self. He led by example. His words of compassion taught me the power of their impact on a person’s spirit. Mine.

The more I thought about His words and how they touched my heart, the more I realized how important the words I spoke over myself (whether silent or aloud) carried weight. I could either be weighed down by my words as the enemy attempted to keep me buried beneath the dirt, or I could choose God’s way. I could tap into the gentle and quiet spirit God was growing in me and speak sweet words over myself.

Timid at first, I began to give it a try.

Now, no word weapon formed against me will ever prosper again. Nope. You see I know whose I am and how much I am loved. I believe in myself enough to fight the spiritual battle and come out victorious.

Old Man Satan not fair keeping our flowers in hibernation when we long for them to burst forth into spring’s first breath. So let’s not let him. We’ll take authority with our words.

For me, I will remember how God sees me and not believe one stinking lie the enemy would like me to believe about myself. I’m too busy trying to bloom. I’m too busy pointing other flowers to smell the sweet intoxicating aroma of the love of Jesus, so they can bloom too. God’s glory bound to be revealed in a beautiful garden of fragrant flowers pointing to the Son.

How has God changed your perspective about yourself (or how does He want to)? Join the conversation.

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Categories // Faith, Life, Tracy Stella's Perspective Tags // God's Compassion, Identity, Love, Mercy, Perspective, Power of Words

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