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Category: Pardon My Rant

Before You Receive

Posted on December 15, 2023November 28, 2023 by Hilarey

Originally Posted December 19, 2022

This is a companion post to last week’s “Before you Give,” and makes several assumptions. For instance, that you’re celebrating and will exchange gifts. It also assumes that you have space this holiday to think about this unessential part of living.

Because of time, energy, money, or emotion, you may not have been able to prepare for next week like you wanted. There is still one way you can, though. Prepare how you will accept gifts.

Years ago, I gave a sweater to a girl at a going away party. I didn’t know her well. She squealed and exclaimed. It was outrageous how pleased she was, and how much she liked it. I’d never experienced a reaction like that. And I will never forget how much joy it brought me–even though she did it for every single gift.

I’ve seen enough crest-fallen and insulted faces at gift openings. Not always from my gifts. Just from people who don’t like to receive, or don’t know how. I did practice opening gifts with my first son when he was almost two. I taught him to jump up and clap every time he opened a box, and then hug the one who gave it to him. The idea came after my experience giving the sweater, and that Christmas was really fun. (He still only wanted to play with the boxes, though.)

Once, I was asked, “Did you buy me this because I asked for it?” I think his exact words in November had been, “If you buy my anything this year, buy me this.” But, it didn’t matter, since he clearly no longer wanted it.

We always used written lists with my family growing up, and then again when I became a parent. But some never enjoyed the lack of surprise and thoughtfulness which comes from that version of the gift giving tradition.

Mostly, I think it is just difficult to hide all the mixed emotions during the let-down of excess.

But the giver would like a pay-off. And that isn’t selfish, although, it can be. I realize now, it was a demand for performance when we would zoom in on our kids’ faces with a camera, hoping to freeze in time their rapture at a life-changing gift. We have loads of pictures where we can’t tell what was opened because faces are down, trying to decide how they feel about it all. We did it that way because we wanted to capture a moment of their joy to keep.

I can’t think of a Christmas when I didn’t get up hours before dawn to see what Santa brought. I don’t know why I did this. It might have been to keep my initial reaction as my own. Probably it was because I harbor a disobedient spirit. My parents warned me that if I ever found my gifts before Christmas, they would take them all back. Peaking was my way of obeying the “letter of the law” until Christmas Day, but maintaining rebellion in my heart.

It’s hard to be vulnerable enough to receive with thankfulness. Assuming you didn’t grow up as a refugee in a war-torn country, Christmas was probably purer when you were an oblivious kid and thought Santa had unlimited resources. But not for everyone. A woman once shared with me that her earliest feeling about Christmas was that the rich kids she knew must be better behaved than she was. She decided this because Santa brought them nicer presents.

Every tradition can be beautiful in one house and heart, but awkward in another.

Santa, a man who knows everything, has unlimited resources, and sometimes gives you exactly what you want. It can be a romantic imitation of God, or end in tears of betrayal when the lie is revealed. I’m not cynical–that’s how my little sister reacted.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to return to bliss and believe in a benefactor who had unlimited resources? But here’s the catch, it can be hard to receive from God, too. This has to do with humility, assumptions and expectations.

I think sometimes we relate the quirky interactions here on earth with how God must be. But, God is not man.

Expectations and Assumptions

Have you ever thought, “If something good happens, then something bad must happen”? Or have you ever hear people say, “If I become a Christian, I’ll have to become a missionary in Africa”? Today’s version is more like: I’ll have to give up my identity to follow God.

It may look like that from the outside–but it’s more like clinging to God tighter than anything else. And then when you have held onto something real, you loosen your grip on all the “else.”

Having a cost is not the same as transaction.

The point is, it’s possible to be too full of expectation to receive a gift. God does not give like the world. It is not a transaction, requiring payment. He doesn’t dose equal amount of bad in our lives to balance the good. He doesn’t even require us to accept. He just waits at the door. God gives without obligation.

The things you relinquish, like your fears and your lusts, are on your own timing. That’s why some people can be believers for decades and still need milk instead of flourishing. If we understand this freedom, we can become better at receiving all the things God has for us. And receive from others.

This post has made assumptions of privilege, but assumptions don’t have a place in gift giving.

Don’t assume the giver is obligated.

Don’t assume that the giver doesn’t know you, see you, or want to bless you.

Don’t assume you will owe them something.

Just receive.

Out of obligation

Some shoppers have a goal to purchase all gifts before December first. I once heard that my grandma started buying in January. This made more sense a century ago when we lived heirloom lives, instead of the disposable lives we live now.

I don’t know many people who long for things, because most of us get what we want within a pretty short time frame–or at least a plastic version of it. Again, this shows the privileged culture.

Even if the giver bought you something ages ago, that you never wanted, and gave it just because it is tradition to give gifts, you can still receive it with thanksgiving. Even if they felt obligated, they aren’t. They didn’t have to give you anything. You are only responsible for your reaction, and no one else’s actions or motivations.

To be known

We want gifts that show we are known and seen. In my post last week, I mentioned that I’d given books that I’d loved. I have often given things that I wanted myself.

When God gives you something, it’s about you. When humans give you something, it isn’t always. Sometimes it’s about them. And why isn’t that OK? Not knowing the hidden places of your heart and your secret desires (or spoken desires) does not mean that they do not want to know you.

Sometimes a gift is just an “I was thinking about you trinket.”

If you want to be searched and known…don’t look on earth.

Transactional: no expectations or obligation

Sometimes we are not good at receiving because we assume the gift comes with a price. Often they do. At least the expectation that you will enjoy it, or the requirement of a thank you card. Yeah, sometimes there are expectations. But recompense is up to you. Even if the consequence is their despair, loss of relationships…or no more gifts.

Again, you can’t control their motives. And wanting to control them is the same kind of weird transaction they are attempting. Be free. You are only responsible for yourself.

Be humble in words, if not feelings

Not everything should be about you, even your gift. Maybe the giver just loves to shop and doesn’t have a place to put it all. But even if they are a compulsive buyer, and just get a thrill from purchasing, they gave it to you for a reason.

Set aside your expectations. Set aside your assumptions. Just receive with humility.

Even more humility if you don’t need it, want it, understand why they gave it to you, or it’s a near-miss from what you really wanted.

And if you care to offer a gift back to them, more than just saying thanks, visibly enjoy the process.

Before You Give

Posted on December 8, 2023November 28, 2023 by Hilarey

Here is another post I lost last year. The sequel will come next week. Happy December!

Before You Give

Originally Posted December 12, 2022

I scratched this post last week, because I was still working it out in my heart. I want to preface, “Before You Give” and next week’s, “Before you Receive” posts with the caveat that I do neither well. So it’s coming from a broken place.

They also take a great deal of privilege for granted. Talking about gift giving assumes you are not at war, or barely surviving. It assumes you have someone to give a gift to, or someone to spend a holiday with. It assumes that there is enough space in your life to think about this extraneous part of the holiday.

My sister and I have a birthday three days apart. We mostly celebrated together, and I often received the same gift as her for both birthday and Christmas, even though she was two years younger. If I put something attainable on my list, my parents always bought it for me. I don’t have hurt there. But I didn’t always have a request. My sister was better about goals, and knowing what she wanted.

When I was around eight years old, she presented me with a gift at our joint family party. She would have been six. It shocked me because I hadn’t even considered getting her something. Who helped her? Where did she get the money? So, I went to my room and crawled out the window. I walked to the store and bought her a notepad. It wasn’t special or pretty, just something to ease a feeling I didn’t have words to explain. I got in trouble when I came home because I hadn’t told anyone where I’d gone.

This doesn’t mean I bought her something the following year, I honestly can’t remember.

I enjoy giving, I really do. But maybe because I don’t function with clutter in my space, buying trinkets feels like I might burden someone. But then, I think of the Christmas (and other) decorations I’ve been given, and I renege. I am a little jealous of people who bring beautiful things into their world. Nevertheless, it makes me slow to shop in December.

I actually prefer to give money, but it’s quite anti-climatic when two people exchange checks. I’m also a little jealous of people who give well.

The surplus of it all

I’m sure I’ve mentioned the book When Helping Hurts by Steven Corbett before. A favorite revelation for me was that Westerners tend to associate wealth with material goods, but ignore other shortages like poverty of community. America is just as impoverished as the rest of the world, but we value our wealth, and dis-value their.

A friend once told me that her church took up an offering for the poor. She went through her own possessions to contribute to the box waiting in the foyer. But when the church’s collection bin arrived at her house, she realized, for the first time, that her family was poor. Here’s a pull on internal organ strings: the items were mostly unfit for the second hand store. Used and worn out.

Poverty

She didn’t know she was poor until someone else decided her family needed more crap.

Hallmark has informed me I should slow down at Christmas and focus on what truly natters. But I still struggle with the first-world mindset that abundance and lack are tangible things. Abundance means parties, decorations, food and gifting more than pondering Immanuel. At least, holiday abundance does.

I don’t pretend that Christmas is another skirmish in the war, since it was pagan holiday first, and Christ was likely born in September. Also, our role isn’t to mandate God’s kingdom of peace, but that’s another topic. It helps me to think of Christmas as redeemable, not reclaimable. I know those are practically synonyms, but I mean making something that is broken into something that is whole as opposed to reclaiming control over something that “used to be good.”

If you ever think, meh, this month–know that you don’t have to glorify December to be a Christian. Neither is one day or month enough to contemplate that almighty ether God took on the boundary of human flesh. God with us calls for year-round awe and wonder.

Still, gifts are a significant part of December.

Gifts

In the past, I’ve bought books as gifts. I love books even if I am more likely to loan them out than collect them. Because, that requires clutter, or more shelves. But, when I’ve given books that changed my paradigm, they were seen as back-handed insults. Granted, a title like The Emotionally Destructive Relationship might seem to imply that the recipient had a need I could see, and they don’t. When in reality, it’s just that brain candy books don’t often challenge my perspective.

All this has made me ponder the statement that it is “It is more blessed to give than to receive.” I’ve always assumed that was because you had something to give, instead of being the one who was in need. And isn’t that a blessing? Again, that’s through my lens of abundance and lack being tangible things.

Giving without a weird motive

You’ll always have a motive when you give. Sometimes you’ll just want to perform recompense and take part in tradition. Usually, you want to surprise and bless someone. Most often, you’ll want to give someone something they didn’t know they needed or wanted.

But motives go deeper. Sometimes you want to convey that you know them, and you want to show them how much you really see them. This becomes more difficult the further you are from the person in either proximity or relationship. In this case, there’s always the candle.

A few years back someone at a shop I frequented gave me a lengthy complaint about her kids regulating what she permitted to give her grandchildren that Christmas. She said they wanted gift cards, outings, or money. So entitled! It incensed her that she couldn’t wrap something up and watch the kids open it. She felt like her children were stealing joy from her. Mid-rant, she switched gears to talk about how cluttered their house was, and how many toys her grandkids had. She wanted the joy of giving them something they didn’t know they needed or wanted, but she didn’t see her family’s needs and wants herself.

The only time you can really give someone something that they don’t know they needed or wanted is when there is a great disparity of wealth and knowledge, like, when your kids are less than five years old. And thinking there is a disparity can originate from either kindness, or arrogance. That’s something else in the book When Helping Hurts, when you descend upon someone claiming that you understand their lack, and know how to fix it, yet are blind to your own lack, then you cause harm.

When I gave books that were important to me, I think I made the gift about me instead of about the recipient. (Next week’s post, we’ll talk about receiving.) You can donate year-end gifts to reduce your tax liability, or you can donate out of compassion. The motive effects you, but it does matter to God as well. You can give because you feel obligated, because you want to receive thanks, or because you know what they need and will improve their life. And for all of you who give well: you can give because you love. You give because you want to.

The recipient still gets the gift.

Giving without control

We had a youth pastor as a friend who mentioned that he never gave to his own ministry. He said that if he did, he would still have control over the money. He believed the point of tithing was to relinquish control of your money, because it is humbling to let power leave your hands and to say to God that he is more valuable to you.

Giving gifts is like that. If you give, the recipient doesn’t have to treasure it. They don’t have to thank you. They can sell it and spend it on riotous living. If you are concerned that the gift will be spent on cheap thrills and fast food, don’t give it. Because once you have handed it over, it’s theirs, to re-gift, discard, or put on a shelf.

The difference your motive makes, takes place inside of you. There is nothing wrong with the simple motivation of tradition. But since I will always have a motive, I want to check it honestly.

And sometimes, gift giving includes paying for something you don’t value, or want to spend money on, because it’s what the other person really wants.

For Your Viewing Pleasure

Posted on November 17, 2023November 14, 2023 by Hilarey

I remember standing in a bookstore near a signing table and “people-watching” the checkout line. There was a woman covered in tattoos. Not just sleeves, but up into her neck as well, and disappearing down into her shirt.

The man next to me lamented, “Why would a woman do that to herself? Doesn’t she know that doesn’t make her attractive to a man?!” He looked away and shook his head at the shame of it. I glanced back at him, trying to school my face.

I had to bite the inside of my cheek at the joke that a woman wakes up and wonders, “How can I serve the males in this world today, for their viewing pleasure? What would make me most attractive to ALL of them?”

I returned my gaze to the woman and her very obvious girlfriend, who was also tattooed on every bit of exposed skin. I wanted to tell him that neither was interested in attracting men, but I didn’t think that was the place to start after his question.

We needed to back up a bit.

God made woman for man because it was not good for man to be alone, yes. But he did not make all women for him. Or even all women for him to look at. Christ was clear about how not to look at a woman. I think it’s possible this is some of the context when Paul said all woman should have their hair covered. He was telling the church, no one is available to you. They are all covered, have status.

Another time I also endured a man’s complaints about a woman. He’d seen someone who’d surgically altered her butt to gross proportions. He thought no one should be allowed to do that. It wasn’t attractive… to him. I even heard a pastor talk about a movie star with too big of a butt. They were indoctrinated by the emancipated, flat butt era of the seventies and breast augmentation of the eighties. Curvy women without a thigh gap do not look good in miniskirts. Dolls with prepubescent hips and legs do.

If you were “in” in a previous decade, you’re so “out” now.

We women are just as guilty of placing a superficial value on image-bearers of God. An older woman told me recently about a naked demonstration she had accidentally viewed. I looked it up, curious why people would ride bikes without clothing. It was, in part, to protest negative body image. Her ironic commentary? “Some of those people had no business being naked in public!”

Our skin color, body shape, and how we choose to decorate ourselves should not be subject to trending whims of the masses. The masses don’t have independent thought regarding value. They like what they are told. We like what is advertised as beautiful.

If you feel the need to edit your face or figure when you upload a picture, you know what I mean. Looking around the real world you might start to think everyone is ugly. You can’t wait to see screen-worthy faces so you rush home to watch two beautiful people fall in love on camera. In the mirror, you only see flaws.

We miss out on the complexity of the aging process. The uniqueness and the variety of all stages and all humans.

The human that God created and declared “very good.” The human who God delights in. The human who bears his image.

The thing is, you weren’t made for the sole viewing pleasure of the masses.

God did make something for your wonder and viewing pleasure: the world. Although it’s nice when we delight in the beauty of each other—you were made for his viewing pleasure first. And he said it was very good.

My sons, my daughter, my friend—think about that when you look in the mirror. Or when you get a tattoo.

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