Showing posts with label feeling unloved. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feeling unloved. Show all posts

Mother Theresa - Step three personified

Over the past couple of months I've found myself thinking about Mother Teresa a lot.  A few years ago I watched a movie about her called The Letters.  I was very surprised to learn that during the last half of her life, deep down inside, she felt completely cut off from the Lord, lost in a dark spiritual fog.  I can understand why I am in darkness, but how on earth can someone as amazing as Mother Teresa feel cut off from God?  She was extremely Christlike - shouldn't she have basically been bathed in the Spirit her whole life?

Well, that's kind of what the first half of her life were like.  She felt united with Jesus.  She felt His presence.  She wrote about being in love with Him and being his "little spouse." She wrote that she would give everything, including her life, for Him.  She had conversations with Him about the ministry He wanted her to start, and she even had some visions.  She loved and trusted Him so much that she vowed to do whatever He told her to do.

But during the last half of her life (44 years!), except for one 5-week period where she felt bathed in God's love, she felt completely cut off from Him.  During this time of her life she wrote many letters to her superiors where she mentioned her inner darkness.  An excerpt from a prayer she wrote:
"Lord, my God, who am I that You should forsake me? The Child of your Love—and now become as the most hated one—the one—You have thrown away as unwanted—unloved. I call, I cling, I want—and there is no One to answer—no One on Whom I can cling—no, No One.—Alone … Where is my Faith—even deep down right in there is nothing, but emptiness & darkness—My God—how painful is this unknown pain—I have no Faith—I dare not utter the words & thoughts that crowd in my heart—& make me suffer untold agony. So many unanswered questions live within me afraid to uncover them—because of the blasphemy—If there be God—please forgive me—When I try to raise my thoughts to Heaven—there is such convicting emptiness that those very thoughts return like sharp knives & hurt my very soul.—I am told God loves me—and yet the reality of darkness & coldness & emptiness is so great that nothing touches my soul."
Since finishing step 2, I've also been thinking a lot about step 3 - giving your life and will to the Lord.  Mother Teresa has been an incredible example to me of one who has given herself, heart and soul, to Him.  As I read her letters, I was amazed at how devoted she was to God despite feeling spiritually forsaken.
"There is so much contradiction in my soul.—Such deep longing for God—so deep that it is painful—a suffering continual—and yet not wanted by God—repulsed—empty—no faith—no love—no zeal. … Heaven means nothing—to me it looks like an empty place—the thought of it means nothing to me and yet this torturing longing for God. … I am only His—so He has every right over me. I am perfectly happy to be nobody even to God. …"
"I long for God—I want to love Him—to love Him much—to live only for love of Him—to love only—and yet there is but pain—longing and no love. … All these things were so natural to me before—until Our Lord came fully in my life—I loved God with all the powers of a child's heart. He was the centre of everything I did & said.—Now Father—it [is] so dark, so different and yet my everything is His—in spite of Him not wanting me, not caring as if for me. .. .My heart & soul & body belongs only to God—that He has thrown away as unwanted the child of His Love.—And to this, Father, I have made that resolution in this retreat—To be at His disposal. Let Him do with me whatever He wants, as He wants, for as long as He wants."
"If there is hell—this must be one. How terrible it is to be without God—no prayer—no faith—no love. ... I do not ask Him to change His attitude towards me or His plans for me.—I only ask Him to use me."
"All these years I have only wanted one thing—to know and do the Will of God. And now even in this hard and deep darkness—I keep on wanting only that. The rest He has taken all—and I think, He has destroyed everything in me—The only thing that keeps me on the surface—is obedience."
She wrote once that she was willing to feel forsaken for eternity if that's what He wanted.  That is some serious commitment to her vow!

Now it's time for me to give my will and life to the Lord.  It's scary.  Mother Teresa gave her will to Him during a time in her life when she felt perfectly united with Him, and kept that vow faithfully despite feeling spiritually forsaken.  Am I to give my will to Him when, despite my best efforts, I don't feel like I really know Him?


Two final quotes from her letters that I thought were too good to leave out.

"Jesus wants me to tell you again … how much is the love He has for each one of you—beyond all what you can imagine. … Not only He loves you, even more—He longs for you. He misses you when you don't come close. He thirsts for you. He loves you always, even when you don't feel worthy. … Until you know deep inside that Jesus thirsts for you—you can’t begin to know who He wants to be for you. Or who He wants you to be for Him."

"Your longing for God is so deep and yet He keeps Himself away from you. He must be forcing Himself to do so—because He loves you so much—the personal love Christ has for you is infinite."

God speaks my love language

A couple weeks ago the question crossed my mind, "is there such a thing as spiritual love languages?"  An hour of Googling revealed a handful of posts on the topic in addition to a mention of Gary Chapman's book "The Love Languages of God."  I was intrigued.

I have taken the love language test multiple times and Words of Affirmation always comes up #1 for me.  This is no surprise.  I have hoarded "words of affirmation" since I was young - report cards with nice comments from my teachers, thank you notes with compliments from people I admired, letters of recommendation from high school teachers, emails/instant messages/texts that make me feel loved and special, important letters from friends, yearbook messages, birthday cards with nice messages hand-written inside... you name it, if it has writing on it and it makes me feel loved, I've probably kept it.  (Thankfully I'm not quite such a hoarder these days.  Mostly I keep cards and digital things.)

However - I had never thought to attribute my feeling unloved by God due to a lack of "words of affirmation" from Him.  I realized that I do have some - my patriarchal blessing as well as notes from and transcripts of blessings I've received - and that I reread them often because they help me feel loved!  This was a huge realization for me!  The three ways I was looking to experience love from God were:
  1. literal words (a Words of Affirmation expression)
  2. feeling His presence (a Physical Touch expression - which is my tertiary love language)
  3. a literal feeling of love (possibly also counts as Physical Touch?)
Since I wasn't having those experiences, I felt unloved.  The light bulb came on.

I made this realization at an opportune time - earlier this month I finally started having dialogs during prayer.  I've written down and typed up those answers, and when I reread them, I see a lot of words of affirmation!  The thoughts in my head as I receive them have no emotion associated with them, but the more I read them, the more they elicit a feeling of love anyway - they are God's words telling me I am His daughter, He loves me, He could never reject me, and He's always been there in my darkest hours, even if I couldn't feel Him.  I cherish those words, and can't wait for my dialogs to resume so I can receive even more!

A few nights ago, I put together a playlist I call "Love Songs From God" that has a number of my favorite songs that are either completely sung from His perspective or have a chorus sung from His perspective.  I had noticed in the past that some of those songs affected me emotionally - now I know why.

I am so grateful to have finally made these connections.  This part of my life has confused and upset me for so long, but now things are finally making sense and are improving!

True Confessions: Core Beliefs

Something I learned about recently is core beliefs.  These are beliefs that shape the way you see yourself, others and the world.  They usually develop from childhood on.  Your brain tends to ignore information that contradicts the belief and focus on information that supports the belief, which makes this belief seem completely true to you.  However, unless you've taken the time to discover your core beliefs, you probably don't know what they are.

The good/positive core beliefs you have aren't the problem.  You want to find the negative ones that are holding you down.  You can learn what your core beliefs are by listing a number of situations from your life that provoked a strong emotional reaction in you.  Then ask questions like
  • "Why?"
  • "What does that say about me/others/the world/my life?"
  • "Why is that bad?"
  • "Why am I upset about this situation?"
  • "Why do I think that?"
until you come to a statement that is an absolute.

I did this exercise with as many recent experiences I could think of and was pretty horrified with the results. Here were the three absolute statements that came up the most.

God won’t comfort me.
    Why? Because I’ve asked for comfort and haven’t received it.
    Why is that bad? Because it shows He doesn’t care about me.
    What does that say about Him? God doesn’t love me.

There’s no point asking God questions because I won’t get answers.
    Why? Because I’ve asked questions and haven’t gotten a response.
    What does that say about me? I’m spiritually deficient.

I can't recognize the Spirit or promptings.
    Why is that bad? Because my salvation depends on it.
    What does that say about me? My spiritual progression is stuck.
    What does that say about me?  I’m damned.

I'm kind of incredulous that I got this far spiritually with beliefs like that obscuring my perspective.

The thing is, I know that at least two of these are false.  I've felt God's love for me before, so why do I still not believe He does?  I am continuing to progress spiritually; so why on earth do I think I'm damned?  (Spiritually deficient - well, we'll see about that one.  That's a bit harder to disprove.)  This seems to be another "mind knows it but heart doesn't" situation.

The next step is to replace those core beliefs with new ones.  Not exactly an easy exercise.  My new ones are:

God loves me.

I am spiritual enough. (Yeah, that's kind of lame, but I couldn't think of a better antonym for deficient.)

I am making spiritual progress.

Now my task is to change these beliefs.  So far I have three ideas on how to do this.
  1. Over the next few months, write down all of the evidence I can think of from my life that supports these new core beliefs.
  2. Every time I get upset about something or have a negative thought, analyze what core belief is behind it, and state forcefully an opposite positive belief.
  3. Use an affirmation app1 to remind myself over the course of the day what my new core beliefs are.
I'm sure I will be hitting up Google for more ideas in the future, but I figure that's a good start.

1As usual, no kickbacks.

True Confessions: The ARP meeting

Another example of how I'm no spiritual giant:

I volunteer with a nonprofit in my community.  The nonprofit holds an LDS Addiction Recovery Program meeting each week for the addicts in their program, which I love to go to.  The atmosphere is wonderful and I learn so much about the others in the room and their testimonies - and they have a chance to learn more about me.

One night in January I showed up at the meeting location and found out that the schedule for the night had changed at the last minute.  The group was supposed to do a different activity that night, but they weren't prepared for that activity.  Someone talked to one of the guys in charge of the nonprofit and he said the volunteers at the meeting should all share what God means to them and what the Church has done for them.  This was probably the last thing I wanted to share with the group.

The male ARP facilitator shared his testimony first.  I was planning to go after him because I figured I would look less bad if others ended on a high note, but his wife beat me to it.  Then the only other volunteer left besides me followed her.  As she spoke I knew it was not going to go well for me.  She talked about how she feels close to God when she prays, and she feels His love when she prays, and stuff like that.  Oh, awkward.  I wanted to die.

So then it was my turn.  I said I grew up in the church, there were probably 30 Mormon kids [in my grade] in my school but most of them weren’t “good.”  The church kept me out of trouble but probably also made me a bit self-righteous.  I know the Atonement is real and that Jesus lives.  I know God is there.  But I don’t have a relationship with Him.  I’ve felt His love once but have never felt close to Him.  I said I’d completely rearranged my priorities 10 months ago and started engaging in long sincere prayer and meditation and real scripture study.  I said I’d removed all worldly distractions from my life so I’m really boring; I don't watch TV like everyone else.  (That got some laughs.)  I said I figured there had to be something higher than the spiritual rut I was in, and I was going to do all I could to find it.  I was totally crying as I talked.  Thankfully, that room was a safe space for me to share, even though I didn't want to and still felt completely humiliated.

I won't give up.  I'll continue to ask.  Someday I will have that testimony!