bury it
A couple week ago at our church the pastor was making a side point to his sermon. He stated that when he does couples counseling he’s often ran into the situation where one of the couples had committed adultry - and it’s the one who cheated who is having the hardest time moving on. The one who was wronged has forgiven, and wants to move past it, but the one who wronged just couldn’t forgive themselves, or allow themselves to be forgiven.
This past week my wife lost a family member. This family member was someone whom she was very close with as a child, but due to a family quarrel was separated and lost touch. This past year some cousins arranged a family reunion where my wife reconnected with her aunt. My wife had wondered if the rift in the family had even hurt their relationship, if her aunt even missed her or thought about it. The tearful reunion revealed that indeed, both had missed, and longed to be back in touch with the other. They began to talk on Facebook, e-mail each other, and make plans to visit, to reconnect.
This past Sunday she passed away unexpectedly.
Of course there is grief over the lost family member. Of course there is the sadness that comes with the realization that life could end at any moment, and that eventually we WILL die. More than that, it seems, my wife is fighting through the fact that the reconciliation was short lived. An extension of the family was within reach, just getting started, and then cut short - but this time a family reunion (on earth at least) can’t set things in motion again. It sucks, and it hurts. And it seems VERY unfair.
My first marriage ended in adultry. My then-wife made a series of choices that culminated in her having a relationship outside of our marriage. The echo of my pastors words have been ringing with me over the past couple of weeks, and I had to take steps that I didn’t want to take, that I didn’t know if was appropriate to take, but I felt like God wanted me to take. I asked my ex, who was calling about kiddo related stuff, if she ever thought about, regretted, or was haunted by what happened in our marriage, how it ended. Immediately she told me that she thought about it almost daily, and that even 7 years later it was one of the greatest regrets of her life.
I told her that she didn’t need to carry it on my account. I told her that it was between her and God - that I had forgiven her, that my current marriage wasn’t damaged by lingering pain (I trust my wife with all of my soul), and that I NEVER thought about it. Of course my relationship with my ex is very different now - and not in just the obvious ways - I don’t trust her words, I don’t trust her intentions - there are consequences to the choices that were made - but I don’t hate her, I don’t feel anger towards her. It’s over. I rarely, if ever, think about it.
Honestly - I am not still hurt by those choices (though to be clear, I certainly REMEMBER them). I want her to be able to reach out to God, and receive the forgiveness that He wants for her - that freedom that only comes from Christ - and if any part of her was unwilling to reach for that because of me, I wanted to make sure she could let it go. Isn’t that more important?
Family members have a tendency to hurt each other. Badly. Especially blood relatives. Why is it easier for me to tell my ex wife that we can both move on from her affair than it is for sisters to reconcile and a family be united? Is it the thickness of blood that binds so tightly, and separates so completely? I don’t know the answer, and I am not going to pretend that I understand in any way the issues that can destroy a family (though my family also has “those” issues - I also have relatives that refuse to talk).
I think - through all these therapeutic words, all I’m trying to say is that someday it’s over. There is no chance for reconciliation - we’ve missed our chance.
The weight of a past wrong destroys relationships and communities, destroys the way we view ourselves and our family tree, and worse of all, convinces us that we can’t reconcile with the God who created everything and loves us. Keeps a niece from having the extended family she longs for. Puts years between two sisters hugs. Tells us that Christ’s blood wasn’t enough - or wasn’t for EVERYONE.
If the God who created everything and loves us sees the value of reconciliation so strongly that He sent his only Son to die for our sins - for the sole purpose of reconciliation, we can pick up a phone, we can drop a grudge, we can realize that we are designed for community, for family, and that we aren’t promised tomorrow. Sometimes, we can choose to be ok with being wronged.
Get over it. Some things are more important than you are. Family, forgiveness, and God’s love and justice. Love.
-awd
