There is a magnificent, beautiful, wonderful painting in front
of you!
It is intricate, detailed, a painstaking labor of devotion and
love!
The colors are like no other, they swim and leap, they trickle
and embellish!
And yet you choose to fixate your eyes on the small fly which
has landed on it!
Why do you do such a thing?
~ C.
JoyBell C.
May is National Mental Health
Awareness Month. Join me in blogging to
erase the stigma of mental illness so our loved ones can seek the help they
need.
C
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riticism has
a serrated edge like no other. It cuts
deep and leaves jagged wounds.
I’m not
talking about literary criticism.
Or the
critic a writer asks her beta readers to give her.
Or the
critique of a fine wine or good restaurant.
I’m
talking about negative criticism that tears down confidence, shreds
self-esteem, batters the heart, and breaks the spirit.
But I
Say This Because I Love You…
The problem with most of us is that we speak before we think. We eagerly leap to correct someone without
getting all the facts (Facebook, anyone?).
We delight in pointing out flaws ~ either character, moral, or simply “You
missed a spot there.”
And we usually brush off any pain caused by our omniscient
fault-finding by saying “I’m only trying to help. Don’t you want to be better/turn in a good
report/do your best?”
No one is more guilty of this than parents.
I know. Many of my
friends are parents and will probably cry foul.
“But Junior is doing X, Y, and Z!
How else am I to raise an upstanding citizen?! He has to learn right and wrong.”
True, he does. No one
wants to raise the next criminal mastermind.
But will your negative words really inspire him to greatness? Has yelling, screaming, or insulting ever
produced healthy, integrated results?
No. It produces
broken, anxious people.
Nine times out of ten, when we are frustrated with someone ~
be they a child or another adult ~ it’s not because we love them.
It’s because we love our ideals
and they aren’t living up to them.
Now, does this mean that children shouldn’t be taught right
from wrong? Of course not! But teaching them manners and morals doesn’t
have to be done at the cost of their dignity and self-esteem.
Rachel Stafford over at Hands Free Mama has an excellent
article today on this very topic: To
Build (or Break) A Child’s Spirit.
She admits to being that negative parent and talks about the devastating
effect it had on her daughter. She ceased
to see her as her own person, and became either a project to be worked on and
perfected. Or a nuisance to be dealt
with.
She was so focused on the fly that she stopped seeing the
beautiful work of art.
Happily, she realized the damage she was doing and changed
the way she interacted with her child.
And her daughter blossomed again.
Accident Forgiveness for All
How many of us grew up in a home where no matter what we did,
it was never good enough? Or where we
were “too much” ~ too loud, too quiet, too energetic, too lethargic, etc.
I may be a grown woman, with years of experience and
accomplishments behind me, but even today, both my parents (although my mother
is much worse about it) still find fault with everything I do or say. I tried confronting her about once, but
that is another story for another day (or a whole chapter in my memoir). Suffice it to say, my own criticism didn’t go
over very well.
One of my co-workers has a sign on her wall that says
You cannot live wanting mercy for yourself
and judgment for others.
And yet that’s how most of us live, isn’t it? We want everyone else to be perfect, but if we screw up, we want immediate and unconditional
“accident forgiveness.”
Isn’t it time we started granting some accident forgiveness to others ~ as well as ourselves?
Isn’t it time we started granting some accident forgiveness to others ~ as well as ourselves?
Oremus pro invicem,
~
Mikaela
There’s an old poem that starts out “if a child lives with
criticism, he learns to condemn.” Read
it, print it out, and tape it to your bathroom mirror and your back door. Make one change in how you interact and react
to others, especially your children if you have any. See if there’s a difference in their demeanor
and behavior.
2 comments:
At my fourth birthday party, I hit one of my guests. My Marmar took me aside and told me our family did not behave that way. I explained that he had made my best friend cry. Marmar heard me out and explained that our family did not behave that way. She just kept presenting a picture of who I was meant to be. Through all the wounding and hurt that came later, that picture remained branded in my heart and helped see me through.
Occasionally, it's necessary to let a child know he has behaved badly. But there are ways to do so with love. And you're so right, it's usually pride that makes us embarrassed or frustrated when children aren't as we expect them to be.
Dru - well said.
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