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bear – ing n 1  the manner in which one comports oneself;  2  the act, power, or time of bringing forth offspring or fruit; 3 a machine part in which another part turns [a journal ~];  pl comprehension of one’s position, environment, or situation;   5  the act of moving while supporting the weight of something [the ~ of the cross].


  • Mental note for transatlantic travel

    Do not assign any weight whatsoever to how people feel about the city, the room, the food, and/or whose idea even WAS it to come on this trip anyhow, until everyone has had a chance to sleep several hours in a row.

    In other words, remember that it is just the jet lag speaking.

    Signed, someone who has been almost entirely awake for 24 hours now and just walked back from a grocery store.


  • Eighteen hours to go.

    I never sleep well the night before a trip. Yesterday evening, too, I made the mistake of having a couple glasses of wine while hanging out with Mark and our college-senior son. So it isn’t surprising that I woke at 2:45 am and only dozed after that. Now it’s 6:30 and I am drinking coffee. Perhaps later I can pretend that the early waking was a preëmptive jet-lag strategy. Perhaps it means I will easily sleep on a plane later today.

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    Our local adult son has house-sitting duty, so that part isn’t it. Our new college freshman is installed at school and sounds great on the phone, so that part isn’t it. Our oldest, launched—no unusual concerns there. Our two youngest have proved themselves competent travelers in three recent less involved trips. So why am I feeling anxious this morning?

    I think there are a few things going on here.

    For one thing, this is the first major family trip that’s only this smaller part of our family: we are traveling as a family of four, not seven. Other than a weeklong trip to Boston in autumn 2019 without our oldest, all our longer trips have involved all our kids. It’s strange to be so few, and also, I’m used to having extra adults and older teens around to help with things.

    For another, we have fewer activities planned. Mark has to work some of the time. The boys have schoolwork, with a loose goal for how much to do each day. I have pre-arranged but not pre-scheduled one adventurous activity; I have one side trip in mind; Mark has an idea about a grand day out for himself. But that’s it. This particular trip, we are intentionally embracing the possibility that we will not do very much vacation-y stuff. We are intentionally remaining flexible, open, unscheduled. Which is very much not how I roll.

    I guess there’s also all the ordinary travel-day jitters. I know we checked and double checked, but do we really have all the passports? I know I counted out all the medications, but am I absolutely sure I counted out enough? I know Uber is normal and works but will the Uber really show up? I know it’s in the hands of the airline but will we make our connection? I know we have seats assigned together but will the airline switch them at the last minute and put the kids elsewhere? Look, none of those concerns will be soothed until we’re all actually buckled in on the big plane.

    At which point (I know from experience) this last part of the fretting will evaporate completely. It’s possible that when it does, it will take the other frets away with it, and I will sink into my seat and truly relax.

    So let’s get there!


  • Emptier nest.

    A week ago we delivered our third child to the college dorm out of state for freshman year. This particular kiddo, unlike numbers 1 and 2, graduated from a public high school, and was emancipated from family dinners some time ago for health reasons. So we are all somewhat accustomed to a house with one fewer person in it, a dinner table with one fewer place setting, than we might expect.

    It still feels a little extra quiet, a little more roomy. Mark and I designed this house for a large family to live compactly: four not-enormous bedrooms, two and a half baths, a playroom with climbing walls in the basement, a game room in the attic. The schoolroom had four little matching desks. The seven of us made it a little crowded there for the four years leading up to the oldest’s moving out. Now we are a Normal-Sized family of four, and there is plenty of room for everyone. The four little desks are long gone. I stacked the extra dining chair off to the side.

    I’m excited for the newest College Kid. There was a string of struggles getting all the necessary accommodations for a disability that gives on-campus student life some significant extra challenges. So I am not at all sad, just relieved that in the end most of it came together for a good start, and ready to turn my attention to the next phase: just two kids at home, one middle schooler, one high schooler, both learning outside a school.

    A room with a curtained window at the far end looking out on the street.  A white table with a half-finished painting project spread out.  Two comfy chairs in the foreground, on a round area rug the same color as the wood floor.  A countertop and cabinetry, a stuffed bookshelf, a map of France on the bulletin board.
    The schoolroom now, with no little desks in sight.

    So I have some hope that I might be able to pick up blogging a little bit in the next month or so. Right now I am sitting in my rocking chair doing something I never thought I would ever want to do: writing a blog post with my thumbs on my phone. I am practicing, you see. For the next month or so.

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    We started school at the beginning of August, but we only did half-school. The 10th grader started chemistry, civics (uffda), and a bit of English. The 6th grader worked sort of loosely on everything, with a little extra art. That was nice, a slow entry into the year, and we got just as far as I hoped we would in a month. Half-school makes it easy.

    In September, since we have already done half a month’s worth of school, we will do the other half (at least we will try). We will set aside the chemistry and civics, and the 10th grader will start geometry and French II. The 6th grader will buckle down a little less loosely to math and English and history and science.

    But we won’t be doing it at home. Those books are currently distributed among several suitcases. We’re about to try something totally new: taking school somewhere else. And also, taking only two of our kids, the oldest three off living their own lives (okay, two of them are doing it on our dime, but still) in places where they have keys and we don’t.

    I’ll try to keep up!


  • This blog will be moving.

    TypePad has announced it will be shutting down at the end of September.

    I've managed to get most of the stuff migrated to WordPress.  It's messy and barebones for now, and all my internal links are currently broken, but here it is:  http://bearingblog.com

    Good thing I already had that domain name ready to go!


  • Blogging on the move.

    Well, I haven’t made any posts since Christmas, and only a handful since the start of the pandemic, and here I am making three or four posts in the span of a day. Thanks, TypePad, for imploding and forcing my hand!

    It’s not that I haven’t had thoughts for the last five years or so. I even wrote some down! With a pen on paper. I think I just got, well, less certain that the words needed to get out there. I definitely became less comfortable with writing in order to figure things out —at least, where everyone can see. It seems fraught, these days, to let a half-formed idea out into the world; even in order to invite people of good will to critique and answer it, and so to help sharpen it through friction. Maybe because there seems to be less good will out there? Or more ill will. Certainly—as today’s local news indicates—there is something out there, unpredictable: what spasm next, responding to who-knows-what?

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    I perhaps ought to write about that, but don’t want to. It’s so close; I am bound to know someone touched by it. No one wants the national news turned on their own city for something this dire and awful. No one wants that kind of attention. None of us want people who don’t live here to tell us the reasons why it happened here, while they go on thinking that it cannot happen to them.

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    I had planned to pick the blog up for a few weeks here in September. We’ll see if I manage. Maybe the timing is good, this forced move to WordPress. Be patient with the formatting—I have to figure out what I am doing—and I will try to prioritize checking in here. Maybe you’ll see some photos.

    Thanks for visiting. Au revoir? No—à bientôt.


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  • In the process of moving (blog hosts that is)

    Apologies in advance for all the permanently broken links and missing images. My priority is to get the text moved over here.

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  • Unmuddling forgiveness (part II of a book report).

    Continued from the last post where I am writing about how a 2022 book is helping me clarify my thinking about repentance and forgiveness.  Recap:

     

    The point here is, this book helped me immensely in clarifying my thinking… It mostly has to do with untangling concepts that have become, at least in my mind, enmeshed with each other. 

    First off, Rabbi Ruttenberg separates the concepts of "the perpetrator's repentance" and "the victim's forgiveness."  The work that the perpetrator must do is not dependent on the victim's ability or willingness to extend forgiveness.  The victim's decision to forgive or not forgive may take place whether the perpetrator ever repents or not.  The two processes can inform one another but they are not the same process and they do not require the perpetrator and the victim to have contact or an exchange of any sort of information or messages with one another.

    That divides our discussion into two bundles of concepts:  one about the perpetrator's work, and one about the victim's process.   In a subsequent post, I'll write about how Rabbi Ruttenberg has clarified my thinking about the victim's part.  For the remainder of this post, I'll take up the perpetrator's bundle.

    The last post was about how Rabbi Ruttenberg's book clarified my thinking about the perpetrator's job of repentance.  This post will be about the work of forgiveness.

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    The discussion of forgiveness begins in the part of the book where Rabbi Ruttenberg is laying out the steps of repentance, because she needs to explain what it does and doesn't have to do with the perpetrator's responsibilities.  Recall (from the last post) that Rabbi Ruttenberg laid out the scholar Maimonides's five steps of repentance, and one post-script:

    •  owning up to the harm
    • forming a firm purpose of amendment (starting to change for the better)
    • making restitution and/or accepting punishment
    • making a sincere apology to the victim and other affected parties, possibly to the public
    • transformation of the self into someone who doesn't do that anymore

    When the obligations of the penitent (taken from the above five steps) are adequately discharged as far as he has power, then (in Maimonides's tradition) he may seek the last closure, i.e.,

    • atonement,

    understood in the context of Yom Kippur.

    The way that I'm being personally helped by this book is by the separation of these concepts, these steps of repentance as separate and necessary parts of the larger work of repentance, so they can be individually considered and evaluated.  And so, as we turn to considering forgiveness —let's look at that step of apology, which is obviously closely related. 

    In a good, complete, apology, a perpetrator usually asks for forgiveness.  I think we all understand that a perpetrator does not have the right to demand forgiveness; he should understand that forgiveness, if it is offered, is a free gift—otherwise, it's a confused sort of apology, if it counts as an apology at all.  Right?  Isn't that sort of the essence of an apology?  An acknowledgment that forgiveness is not deserved at least without some demonstration on the perpetrator's part?

    And indeed, in the steps of repentance, the apology does not come first, nor even second.  First the harm and one's part in it must be admitted, confessed to, acknowledged, truthfully and without minimization.   Next, the beginnings of change—and the barest beginning of change is the desire to do better.  Next, restitution and/or accepting consequences; at least this must be begun; one of the consequences one should accept is the necessity of the humble apology and the begging for (not demanding or coercing) forgiveness.  And then, with that evidence of walking the walk of repentance shoring him up, the perpetrator may apologize.  

    He begs for forgiveness, and then, whether the victim agrees to forgive or not, he must continue with the rest of the work. 

    In Rabbi Ruttenberg's view of Jewish law here, the victim is encouraged for their own good to forgive, but in certain circumstances is not required to do so.  Nevertheless, even without the victim's forgiveness, there is mercy here for the perpetrator.  Rabbi Ruttenberg explains that the law lays out a way for the perpetrator to know when he's apologized and begged forgiveness "enough:"  perhaps it wasn't "enough" for the victim, but it can be "enough" for the perpetrator to lay down the work of begging, accept that they will not receive the gift of the victim's forgiveness, and continue the work of transformation.  Atonement becomes possible when the whole process has been sincerely tried.

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    Recall, though, that our big question is:  what is meant by forgiveness?  What is this thing which, from the perpetrator's point of view, we are to regard as an undeserved gift from a victim—but which we Christians have often heard described as a required step for our own salvation?  How to untangle these concepts?

    The first clue we get from Rabbi Ruttenberg (who notes that English "forgive" comes from a word meaning "to give, bestow") is a distinction between two Hebrew words that are used in the context of forgiveness.

    The first is mechila, which might be better translated as "pardon."  It has the connotation of relinquishing a claim against an offender; it's transactional… the acknowledgment that the perpetrator no longer owes them, that they have done the repair work necessary to settle the situation…. It doesn't mean that we pretend [it] never happened, and it doesn't (necessarily) mean that our relationship will return to how it was before….With mechila, whatever else I may feel or not feel about you… we're done here.

    Slicha, on the other hand, may be better translated as "forgiveness"… It looks with a compassionate eye at the penitent perpetrator and sees their humanity and vulnerability, recognizes that, even if they have caused great harm, they are worthy of empathy and mercy…. [i]t does not denote a restored relationship…(neither does the English word, actually; "reconciliation" carries that meaning), nor…a requirement that the victim act like nothing happened.  But it has more of the softness, that letting-go quality associated with "forgiveness" in English.

    Notably, the Jewish literature of repentance mostly deals with mechila… What needs to be done to close accounts, here?

     

    So we begin to think of these two different ways we might imagine "forgiveness."

    And then we also consider the two sides of the forgiveness coin, or currency:  There must be a sense in which forgiveness, if it is to be given, must be given freely; else, a perpetrator would have the right to demand it from us (and we know, especially from having been repentant perpetrators ourselves, that it is repellent to consider such a demand as just).  And there must also be a sense in which Christianity requires it of us somehow:  the words in the Gospel of Matthew must mean something.

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    I'm inclined not to make any prescriptions at this point about whether one or both of these Hebrew concepts, slicha or mechila, is exactly what Jesus meant when He talked about forgiveness.  I'm inclined just to note that they do, indeed, appear to be two different concepts, and it is easy to imagine being prescribed (as a victim) to do our best, at the appropriate time, to achieve one or the other. 

    Mechila:  It makes sense that there may come a point when the perpetrator, having repented, having paid us what he can, has done enough and we don't need him to do anymore; a point when it would be better for us to move on with our lives.   (Rabbi Ruttenberg notes that, in cases wheref the harm is irreparable, she agrees with authoritative sources who say the victim is not obligated to forgive at all; but she concedes that it may be better for the victim's healing to choose to do so.)  It squares with Christian thought that we ought to refrain from total retribution or from insisting on reparations that leave the perpetrator in utter poverty, even if this was the only way to be made whole.

    Slicha:  It also makes complete sense, in the Christian worldview, that no human being is worthless, God loves everyone, and so simple humility and truthfulness requires us to remember that humanity, the need for mercy.   They may, for instance, deserve pity, and an understanding of circumstances that explain, if not excuse, the behavior.  This is the sense where instead of hoping for the perpetrator's downfall, it accords more with Christian thought to try to hope for the perpetrator's conversion, repentance, and eventual salvation.

    So maybe Jesus means:  When the perpetrator has repented, apologized, and made amends, started to become better:  then, release them from their obligation to you.

    Or maybe Jesus means:  After the hurt has passed, remember that the perpetrator needs mercy, as you also need mercy.

    But neither of these are necessarily places that we can get to quickly, or easily.  The medicine may be good for us, but it can be bitter.  And it doesn't go down in one gulp.

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    From a podcast called We Can Do Hard Things, episode 163, "How to Make Wrongs Right with Rabbi Danya Ruttenberg," in which the hosts interviewed the author:

    …It often feels like, 'can you forgive me?' feels shorthand for 'can we pretend that that never happened?  Can we go back to a way where that never happened?'  And that feels like… the opposite of forgiveness for the person, which is accepting that it can never be…"

    Here are some things that forgiveness (either kind) is distinguishable from:

    • forgetting what happened
    • healing from the trauma caused by the perpetrator
    • transforming the injury into wisdom or growth
    • transforming anger, rage, or sorrow into positive actions
    • having compassion for the perpetrator's suffering or poor situation
    • declining to hold the perpetrator accountable
    • minimizing the harm or the intent
    • silence that protects the perpetrator or the systems within which he was able to cause harm
    • restoration of the relationship to the way it was before; pretending the injury never happened
    • reconciliation, returning to a renewed relationship
    • putting oneself back in reach of the perpetrator, where he has the opportunity and perhaps the temptation to harm you again in the same way.

    The injunction to forgive others their trespasses—mechila or slicha or some other mysterious thing—has been used against sincere Christians in a sneaky way, to imply that Jesus wants their silence.  Jesus wants their not making trouble.  Jesus wants them to forget, to pretend, to not be so goddam sensitive.    So there is a long, painful history of coerced forgiveness there, which is not really coerced "forgiveness" but is instead coercion that aims at some combination of these other things, these things which serve the perpetrator and serve the structures that let the perpetrator do harm.

    Rabbi Ruttenberg's formulation also seems to imply that in serious situations, forgiving too soon may actually deprive the perpetrator of an opportunity to do the real work of repentance.  What if, deprived of consequences, the perpetrator never realizes he has work to do at all?  Forgiveness is a gift, but (at least initially) withholding forgiveness might be a gift as well.  It depends on the human beings involved.

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    I think that the answer  to "how do you know when you've forgiven?" is not one that can be addressed in generalities.  I very much doubt there is a single formula that is correct for everyone.

    Instead of asking "Is forgiveness something that mostly happens inside the forgiver?" —I think we have to, within our situation, ask:  Is the forgiveness I am called to try to achieve, something that will happen mainly inside me?  

    Instead of asking "At what point in the process of a penitent's repentance must forgiveness be offered?"  I think we, in a particular situation of forgiveness, need to be asking:  What evidence is there that this person who harmed me has acknowledged what he did, has remorse for it, desires to change?  Has he repaid me or accepted the consequence?  Has he done as much as he is capable of?  And then, upon determining the answer to these questions:  Can I forgive him at this point?  Would that interrupt his process?  Does he need to know about it?

    These are principles that must be considered and worked through—like so many moral questions.  They are not canned answers that work the same way in every circumstances.  But with a clear idea of the difference between forgiveness and the things that masquerade as forgiveness, victims have a better chance of escaping the false forgivenesses that serve neither justice nor mercy, and finding a place of real peace and closure.

    I recommend Rabbi Ruttenberg's book as an example of that clarity.


  • Unmuddling repentance.

    Most of us are aware of the radical teachings of Jesus regarding response to harm and injury caused by another.

    "Turn the other cheek also… give your cloak as well."  (Mt 5:39-40)

    "Forgive us our debts — as we also have forgiven our debtors…for if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you."  (Mt 6:12-14)

    "[Forgive], not seven times, but I tell you, seventy times seven times."   (Mt 18:22)

    Are these instructions clear?  Is their meaning obvious?

    I think perhaps they are not, at least not to us in our culture.  Because we, in our culture, are not very clear about what we mean by the word "forgive."  And because we are not very clear about what we mean by "forgive," these instructions lay a heavy weight on people who have been harmed, are aware that there is something that Jesus calls us to do, something by the name of "forgive."  The person who wants to follow Jesus' injunction to forgive may have many questions that leave them uneasy.  When you don't know what forgiveness means, exactly, how do you know when you have forgiven? 

     

    •  The thing about seventy times seven seems to imply a sort of limitless forgiveness—but is it limitless in the sense of a mass formless quantity of which you can never have too much?  Or is it limitless in the sense of an unlimited number of discrete, completed forgivenesses?

     

    • Is forgiveness something that mostly happens inside the person harmed?  Or is forgiveness something that is not real until it has been experienced by the perpetrator?

     

    • Who is the forgiveness for?  Is it for the perpetrator's good, to bring them peace and encourage them to change for the better?  Or is it for the perpetrator's just punishment, to "heap burning coals on their head" (Prov 25:22) by offering them an undeserved kindness?  Or is it primarily for the harmed person, to help them move forward and away?

     

    • When must forgiveness be offered?  Does it matter if the perpetrator has admitted the wrong and tried to repair it?  Does it matter if the wrong is actually irreparable?  Does it matter if the perpetrator is unable to understand that he has injured someone, or unable to take any steps toward repentance, sorrow, or change? 

     

    • What if the perpetrator doesn't accept our extended forgiveness as good enough?  What if he accuses us of holding a grudge and refusing to forgive, because we do not indulge him in his own idea of forgiveness?  Is he correct?  Have we failed to forgive?

     

    • We all understand, I hope, that forgiveness is rarely instantaneous:  is there a time limit?  If we can't manage to attain it in our lifetimes, will our own trespasses remain unforgiven?

     

    There is a desperate need for clearer thinking, if we are ever going to answer these questions.  That goes for theoretical, general questions, and for the specific wounds in our own lives.

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    I recently read a book that seeks to clarify the thinking around these issues:  On Repentance and Repair:  Making Amends in an Unapologetic World (Beacon Press, 2022) by Rabbi Danya Ruttenberg.   Rabbi Ruttenberg calls on a framework of repentance that originates in the law regarding Yom Kippur, and that was further codified by Torah scholar Maimonides (1138-1204).  With this she lays out for us what the Jewish tradition, at least, asks of human beings as they move forward after one has injured the other.

    Along the way, Rabbi Ruttenberg points out how the vagueness of our understanding of "forgiveness" has allowed people to weaponize it  against victims, demanding their silence and their peace in the face of injustice, minimizing the harm, even demanding that they put themselves back within reach of real harm.  This tactic works particularly insidiously against many sincere Christians, who know they are supposed to forgive but don't understand how to make that forgiveness co-exist with, to put it bluntly, boundaries.  She carefully separates and untangles forgiveness from the things that it is not, things that should be considered separately.  Grounded in the Jewish tradition, she offers a way of understanding a process of forgiveness.  She does not go so far as to affirm a positive responsibility to forgive in all cases—but I think her approach is wholly compatible with a Christian understanding of Jesus's radical call to mercy, and her careful treatment of the subject and distinguishing of different parts of the process can only help inform us as we try to live up to it.  

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    I will begin with the confession that I'm writing this a little too hastily for it to count as a complete book review.  I bought the book because I needed some specific advice about repentance and forgiveness in networks of interpersonal relationships, and I pored deeply over the chapters that directly addressed these while skimming over the chapters on institutions, nations, and justice systems.  (I'm very interested in those topics too, so I'm going to dig into those soon!)  The point here is, this book helped me immensely in clarifying my thinking, and I now feel equipped to figure out a way forward where before I was wallowing in confusion.

    Let me see if I can explain where the clarity comes from.  It mostly has to do with untangling concepts that have become, at least in my mind, enmeshed with each other. 

    (By the way, speaking of clarity, I'm going to use the term "perpetrator" to mean someone who has done a specific harm to a specific person, and "victim" to denote that person, just to make the identities of whom I'm talking about very clear.  The choice of those terms is not a statement of the permanent status or identity of either.)

    First off, Rabbi Ruttenberg separates the concepts of "the perpetrator's repentance" and "the victim's forgiveness."  The work that the perpetrator must do is not dependent on the victim's ability or willingness to extend forgiveness.  The victim's decision to forgive or not forgive may take place whether the perpetrator ever repents or not.  The two processes can inform one another but they are not the same process and they do not require the perpetrator and the victim to have contact or an exchange of any sort of information or messages with one another.

    That divides our discussion into two bundles of concepts:  one about the perpetrator's work, and one about the victim's process.   In a subsequent post, I'll write about how Rabbi Ruttenberg has clarified my thinking about the victim's part.  For the remainder of this post, I'll take up the perpetrator's bundle.

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    Ruttenberg explains that Maimonides set forth a five-step task list for the perpetrator who desires to become a penitent.  The five steps help us to separate and distinguish parts of the work.  They may remind you, as they did me, of the steps taught to Catholic children leading up to the sacrament of confession.  

    Step one:  Naming and owning harm; comprehending it, facing it, confessing it in an appropriate venue, whether private or public.

    Step two: Starting to change.  Says Ruttenberg, 

    Translated to our own time, the work of transformation might include tearful grappling with one's behavior in prayer, meditation, and/or some other practice; making financial sacrifices that have meaningful impact both on one's own wallet and the world; changing one's self-conception and self-identity in appropriate ways; putting oneself in new situations both to consciously avoid the opportunity to cause harm and perhaps to experience what it's like to not have control or power—someplace where one might get some practice in the virtue of humility.  

    These days the process of change might also involve therapy, or rehab, or educating oneself…a concrete action plan….grappling with the root causes of the harm.  Some of these things may be necessary even before the confession stage, some may be appropriate at this point in the process, and in many cases the answer might be both.

    Step three:  Restitution and accepting consequences.  "Repair work isn't really repair," says Ruttenberg, "if the only thing that's changed is the perpetrator."

    Step four:  Apology.  Notice how late in the process this step is!  "I think he was trying to tell us," says Ruttenberg about Maimonides, "that apologies, and even amends and reparations, don't truly have the needed effect if the work to become different isn't already underway."  Maimonides says, she  tells us, that the perpetrator has an obligation to "'pacify [the person harmed] and to beg their forgiveness.  Even if they only offended their fellow verbally, they must appease and implore until [the harmed party] forgives them.'"  And she notes that "the focus is the mental and emotional state of the victim, not the boxes that a perpetrator needs to check in order to be let off the hook."

    Step five:  Making different choices. 

    The critical fifth and last stage of this process is that the perpetrator must, when faced with the opportunity to cause similar harm in the future, make a better choice.  This can happen only if they've done the deep work of understanding why the harm happened, stayed out of situations that would make the harm easy to perpetrate again, and reoriented themselves and their life….[T]he choice will happen naturally because the person making it is a changed person in the ways that matter.

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    So what we see here is that the following threads, actions, can all be successively separated from one another and deemed individually necessary parts of repentance:

    • owning up to the harm one has caused
    • forming a firm purpose of amendment
    • repaying the debt, literally (restitution) or figuratively (accepting punishment)
    • making a sincere apology to the victim and possibly also to other affected parties or the public
    • transformation of the self into a person who does not do that harm anymore

    Besides these, there is another.  Rabbi Ruttenberg reserved for the very last chapter in the book a sixth distinct concept, atonement, which she says is more about the perpetrator's relationship with God.  But, she says, it's "the last step, after everything else is complete":

    [A]tonement works only if you've done the necessary work of owning harm and undergoing transformation—repentance.  And if that harm has an interpersonal dimension, atonement is entirely impossible without repair, amends, and in most cases, apology.

    Catholic readers may note that for us penitents, absolution at least (our personal wiping-clean of the slate, since the atonement in our tradition has been accomplished by Another) is available on the making of a good confession, and doesn't necessarily depend on us already having completed the transformation, repaid anyone, or apologized.  However, it's not unreasonable to argue that in order to make a good confession, one must be wholly ready to do these things insofar as we can.  If we are not ready to apologize, make restitution, or reform ourselves, do we really have the firm purpose of amendment that the "good confession" requires?  And indeed the priest is empowered to withhold absolution, or to call upon us to make restitution as part of our penance.   Part of examining our conscience is to discern whether we indeed have the will to do better. 

    Should we stay away until we are sure we can do all those things?  I think it's better to approach the sacrament even with imperfect contrition, and the fear of having to do all that necessary work.  The sacrament is there to give us grace and to strengthen us to do better, and we can come back again and again as needed.  I think that for Catholics, bringing the harm to confession happens first somewhere in the first two steps, and can be repeated as we gather strength to move through steps three, four, and five.

    More on the other side of the coin—forgiveness and its allied concepts—in the next post.


  • Thanksgiving.

    It's true that we have been married for almost twenty-six years, and we have been parents for twenty-four years, with children at several ages down to ten.

    It's true that we both know how to cook a big dinner and we both know how to organize and plan.  

    It's true that we've emerged from the howling chaos of the past few years, just like everyone else.  And at the same time not at all like anyone else:  that same grinder that left everyone wounded both generally and privately, so that we can all nod knowingly at each other, gesture vaguely at all this sort of thing; and at the same time maintain a sort of beaten privacy about the specifics.  Yes, we came out of it.  Yes, we learned.

    It's true that our grown children (the ones who can) are choosing us,  to be home with us this holiday.  And Mark's parents are joining us too, driving up.   We are loved.  The family wants to be together.

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    Still….

    there is nothing like hosting Thanksgiving to drive home the point that we are completely winging this big-family thing.

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    My early memories of Thanksgiving as a child are charmingly static:  or maybe they all layer over each other, year after year, so that I can't distinguish one from the next.  "Over the River and Through the Woods," learned in elementary school music class, we sang in the car on the way to my own grandmother's house.  We sat in my her small living room, some at the dining table, some on the couch or in the easy chair or in the rocking chair with TV trays; there was a turkey carved with an electric knife, and mashed potatoes and dressing, and sweet potatoes and green beans.  There were always exactly four cousins, since I am number three and barely remember the fourth, my brother, being born.  My uncle proclaimed the pie better even than last year.  My mother and aunt chided Grandma for not eating and she insisted that she got filled up on the smell.  Everyone talked loudly all at the same time, and football was on the television in the same room, there was laughter and good smells; and it was the same each year, something fixed, something that just happened, like the moon and stars wheeling in the sky.

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    And then you grow up and the secret is revealed.

    Every year now, I am suddenly gobsmacked, right after the falling of the leaves and around the time of the falling of the snow:  Holiday traditions don't just happen!   Sooner or later you have to make them yourselves!

    Like…. you just have to invent them!

    And in theory, you could do anything.   Hang the moon and stars however you want.

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    Look back, look forward, at the same time.   Logically, my grandmother's Thanksgivings could not have been static.  Logically, and if I think really hard about it I can come up with details—logically each year must have been at least a little different.  Logically there was a time before the loud, full-packed living room.   Logically, my grandmother made choices.  And my grandfather, too, in the time when he was living, before I got old enough to form many memories.

    Long ago, they invented Thanksgiving for me, and they made something imperfect but good enough.   

    I guess it's not that I have to squint terribly hard, or turn it over and over, to find the seams and brushmarks and sticky places.  They are there if you look, and pretty obvious.

    It's more that I don't feel that I need to.

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    So.  Mark and I may be winging it, with our Thanksgiving pot roast and our cluttered living room, but do the kids realize that?  Will they forgive us for improvising?  Will they found their own families and discover the secret on their own?

    Maybe they do, maybe they don't.  Maybe they will, maybe the won't.  But you know, I am starting to think it's going to be okay either way.