Today, I experienced the all too rare treat of spending the evening with my 16-year-old nephew. He’s been experiencing some difficult moments at school and home lately as he goes through that awkward period we all do of transitioning from child to adult. Sometimes, I feel like I’m still in it. That stage where you’re trying to figure out who you are and who you want to be while the well-meaning adults in your life start demanding that you be more responsible and independent, think for yourself, make your own decisions, etc., etc., until, of course, your thoughts, choices, and acts of independence conflict with what they believe you should think, choose or do.
I enjoyed spending the evening with my nephew. I enjoyed simply listening to him—hearing what he thought, how he felt, seeing through his eyes why he has made some of the choices he’s made. I enjoyed hearing him share about school, his classes and friends, and the things he likes to do and would like to do. I also enjoyed helping him to come up with his own solutions to his problems, and offering to run interference for him, if necessary, with the other well-meaning adults in his life. He, like me, and most others, I imagine, sometimes simply want to be heard by the well-meaning people in our lives, not counseled and especially not judged—just heard.
I believe most of us want to act in ways that truly benefit ourselves and others, but sometimes we screw up. Sometimes, we act or make choices in the moment without fully thinking through potential outcomes. Sometimes we act in ways that are simply not in our best interests. And sometimes our actions and choices may even put us or others in harm’s way. I suspect most of us are so much better at beating ourselves up when these things happen that having someone else do it for us just isn’t helpful. A kind, supportive word or listening ear, on the other hand, can quickly turn an unfortunate decision into an opportunity of learning how to make fortunate ones. It can also keep someone from getting stuck in their mistakes, believing wrongly that these define who they are.
At the beginning of the evening, my nephew seemed a little disappointed that he was “forced” to hang out with his aunt rather than his friends on a Saturday night (he’s grounded and his grandparents decided he should help me around the house as part of his punishment. Not quite sure how I should take that, but, oh well!). By the time my nephew left to go home, he and I both were happy to have spent the time together. He actually promised to hang out with me again some evening of his own decision.
Good choices and not-so-good ones aside, my nephew has within him the potential to be an amazing young man. It was within in him the moment he arrived here 16 years ago.
Anxiety weighs down the heart, but a kind word cheers it up. - Proverbs 12:25
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