The debate about Jesus’ relationship status

Jesus was not required by law – either governmental or religious – to marry. And, though he was in many ways a normal Jewish man (see Chapter 2 of my book Jesus Revealed), in others ways he was utterly unusual. If, when he reached the age at which young men in his day married, Jesus and his family realized that he had a special calling which would make marriage quite difficult, then he could surely have remained single. Yes, this would have been perceived as an unusual, even a counter-cultural choice. But then Jesus never shied away from the unusual or counter-cultural, especially when it came to his relationships with women.~ Mark D. Roberts, Was Jesus Married? A Careful Look at the Real Evidence

When I was a religion reporter, going to work usually felt like walking into a war zone. I loved most of my colleagues, and I adored many of my sources, but the commentary, bickering and posturing of atheists vs. agnostics vs. Christians vs. Muslims just made me nauseous on a daily basis. Some of this has to do with the fact that I think our respective beliefs about God are our business and no one else’s. The other part has to do with the fact that I was allergic to confrontation.

So while I’m hesitant to venture into theological territory, I have been trying to figure out why it matters whether or not Jesus was married. A devoutly religious friend suggested that it’s important because it raises questions about how Jesus related to the church as his bride if in fact he had a real one, for instance.

Regardless of what you think about religion, organized or otherwise, it seems important to trace the origins of our attitudes about single life back to their source. The other thing about looking back at historical narratives is that it reminds us that we’re not reinventing the wheel or saying something that has never been said before. It’s humbling, especially since this writer loves to feel like she’s really creating something new all the time, but there’s not really anything new in creation.

Bah humbug.

Anyway, I love studying Jesus’ life in the same way I’ve studied other historical spiritual figures, like the Buddha. As a single man who changed the world, and offered salvation for believers, I wonder how he coped – even with faith, living the single life can be exhausting and harrowing. I think it’s interesting that churches and religious organizations outside of Buddhism never talk much about what it means that Jesus may have even been called to be single.

While some say we are supposed to aspire to be like Jesus, it stops at this particular point. Is it because people read into Scripture what they prefer to see than emphasize the parts they dislike? I wonder if that lack of conversation has at least in part contributed to the declining membership in Christian churches. What I’ve often felt in church, as much as it moves me and I miss the community of belonging to a place, I have often felt judged and singled out for being unmarried in my thirties.

But as far as we know, Jesus was single. Paul was the same. He said that if you can’t find someone to marry, be engaged in who you are in the moment and in the world. I strive for that kind of clarity and compassion – for myself and for others.

Single Lady Quotes: Pema Chodron

A mentor and dear friend introduced me to Pema Chodron’s writings when I first started meditating in 2005.

I love her writing because it is nondenominational and it encourages us to start where we are and get comfortable with uncertainty – some of the main challenges I’ve had in my life. Meditation and prayer, more than anything else, help me to cultivate courage. I care so much about being fearless because I believe that love and faith reward the bravest among us.

Whenever I’ve been emotionally or mentally overwhelmed, just reading a little Pema Chodron has done wonders for my spirit. Here are a few quotes I hope will be helpful for you, too.

“We act out because, ironically, we think it will bring us some relief. We equate it with happiness. Often there is some relief, for the moment. When you have an addiction and you fulfill that addiction, there is a moment in which you feel some relief. Then the nightmare gets worse. So it is with aggression. When you get to tell someone off, you might feel pretty good for a while, but somehow the sense of righteous indignation and hatred grows, and it hurts you. It’s as if you pick up hot coals with your bare hands and throw them at your enemy. If the coals happen to hit him he will be hurt. But in the meantime, you are guaranteed to be burned.”
 From Start Where You Are: A Guide to Compassionate Living


The following quotes are from Pema Chodron’s latest book, Living Beautifully, which was scheduled to be published this week:

Committing to benefit others is traditionally called the path of the bodhisattva, the path of hero and heroine, the path of the spiritual warrior whose weapons are gentleness, clarity of mind, and an open heart. The Tibetan word for warrior, paw for a male warrior or pawmo for a female warrior, means “the one who cultivates bravery.” As warriors in training, we cultivate the courage and flexibility to live with uncertainty — with the shaky, tender feeling of anxiety, of nothing to hold on to — and to dedicate our lives to making ourselves available to every person, in every situation.

It is only to the degree that we become willing to face our own feelings that we can really help others. So we make a commitment that for the rest of our lives, we’ll train in freeing ourselves from the tyranny of our own reactivity, our own survival mechanisms, our own propensities to be hooked.

Our wish for all beings, including ourselves, is to live fearlessly with uncertainty and  change. The warrior commitment involves understanding that there is nothing static about human beings.

I also recommend When Things Fall Apart and The Wisdom of No Escape, which I loved. I wrote a bit more about my meditation practice here.

Six things I love about Facebook, The Single Lady Edition

If you are a working writer in the 21st Century, you can try all you want, but you cannot escape the Facebook. (And, yes, this is my balance post after Six Reasons Facebook Sucks. Speaking of which, The Party of Ones now has its own Facebook page. Come hang out with me there if you’re around.)

On a day when I was working on two book projects and building a blog for a client, I got news that a website wanted an essay about how I coped with losing my parents within two years of each other.

Did I have original art, the editor wondered?

Well…I’ve written about my family dynamic in the past. There aren’t a ton of pictures of me with my family, or even my parents by themselves. When I moved around a lot with my mother as a kid, we lost a lot of things, including a picture of my brother Jose, who I am named for, during evictions.

I did have one photo of my Mom, though. During the span of a few weeks when I lived with my Dad while I was in college, I spent a lot of time by myself because he would just stop talking to me randomly. Out of spite and because I wanted it, I found this photo and stole it from him.

It ended up being photo of her that graced the cover of her memorial service this past January.

My Mom, some time in the 1970s. Working it.

I scanned it as it is, then noticed it was dusty. I tried to wipe it delicately with water and totally destroyed it.

I mention this is because the story of that photo is connected to a time in my life before I met the bulk of my Facebook friends or people in my life at the moment. I’m incredibly blessed to know folks from all over the world I met at boarding school, in the Bronx, at middle school, in college and all my jobs from New York to the West Coast to Texas, starting way back when I was 14.

That’s two plus decades of memories, experiences and friendship.

The thing about knowing people for that amount of time is that they get to see you grow and change. And you get to see them grow and change. It’s not true for all of your relationships, probably, but it is for the ones that matter.

Anyway, on the day I ruined the photo of my mom, I shared another family photo that I hadn’t ruined on Facebook. It allowed me to connect with my sister and my beloved friends in a way that was impossible before social media. Just sharing that little glimpse of the past and connecting with my closest friends and loved ones was enough salve for my wounds to keep me writing when I would have preferred to sulk and go back to bed.

Sometimes that’s all it takes.

So, here are my six reasons for loving Facebook. Pardon me if I get sappy.

Engagement with people, causes and ideas I care about: Mashable reported this summer that Facebook keeps inching closer to a billion active users. They had 955 million active users as of July, and more than half of those users log in everyday. When you’re interested in being connected to social causes, virtual communities, other bloggers, business and commerce, it is the go-to place.

Marketing and promotion of writing: Part of writer/journalist/content creator 101 should be, if it isn’t already, that if you write, your words get shared more and viewed by more potential readers, publishers, agents or anyone on Facebook than any other site. Some of this has to do with the sheer number of people that are on Facebook. I don’t know if anyone has any scientific proof that writers + Facebook equals fame and fortune, but what the savvy and smart writers on Facebook and social media know is that you can’t just get a robot to update your status. Community and reader engagement is the sign of our times. If you’re not doing it, you will likely not sell a lot of books, either. For some people, the privacy concerns, the time suck of social media and other things keep them away, which I totally understand.

Social connection when you work remotely or from home:
It’s nice to be able to see a lot of the people I love online on a daily basis. Writing and blogging can be lonely, harrowing work. Read this. That’s kind of what it’s like.

Tremendous resource for job leads and work connections: I find editors and writing buddies and story ideas and all kinds of good stuff on Facebook. The blend of work and personal is sometimes a grind, but it’s often worth it. It just requires me to be a grown up and learn when to log out.

Spiritual, religious and general inspiration and encouragement: I’m still a huge self-help fanatic. I’ve hidden a lot of random people who I don’t know personally from my news feed. I focus on updates from Tricycle, The Solo Traveler, Happy Black Woman, Marianne Williamson and Paulo Coelho. I like pictures with quotes. I sort of knew this before Facebook, but now it is abundantly clear.

International reach:
Some of my favorite people post pictures when they are traveling around the world or around the country. I stalk my friends pages when they visit libraries in other cities (Seattle Public Library, we haven’t met yet and this is CRAZY but, I think I love you) or travel to Istanbul or the Sudan or Brazil. I haven’t gone to any of these places yet, but it helps reinforce why I want to go and it’s great to hear what they’ve found along the way.
Why do you like it/love it? How do you manage your addiction? (What’s that? You say you’re not addicted? Help me, I need recovery. Maybe after the book is published. Did I mention the Single & Happy Facebook Page? )

The historical context of (some) black families & marriage, a brief overview

I just wanted to mention that posting will be a little lighter than usual as I finish editing the book, which I plan to publish before February 2013. This is my first book, so I’ve been losing sleep over it, but I do hope it will be worth the wait.

From the book:

My mom, like the women I grew up around, knew Jesus and loved God. For God-fearing Christians, marriage has been deemed a badge of honor for centuries.

But she wasn’t actively avoiding marriage. She had tried. It just didn’t work for her.

While she never seemed interested in trying again, she was far from bitter. She continued to date more actively than even I was comfortable with into her late 60s.

Part of why she was able to be single and happy had to do with the cultural sentiment around us, which was You don’t need a piece of paper to certify your love. This is how people of color and women who are not interested in the politics of respectability (or assimilating as much as possible to mainstream culture) find space for their own models of self-worth and self-love: by appropriating for themselves what they need to feel affirmed, often outside of the gaze and judgment of popular culture.

This cultural self-approval was popular during slavery by necessity even though some of the bravest women who are depicted and often written about as single or singular black women – Harriet Tubman and Sojourner Truth, for example – were married. In Tubman’s case, she married a few times, including one marriage that her biographer Catherine Clinton notes in Harriet Tubman: The Road to Freedom happened when she was likely well over 50 years old. Back then, marriages between free blacks and slaves were considered informal arrangements, not legally or biblically binding enough to trump the commerce of slavery. Clinton wrote:

“Free blacks were faced with the prospect of choosing liberty in exile or a return to enslavement by remaining with their families…A slave’s master could choose to honor or ignore the couple’s commitment, rendering such unions inherently unstable. The sale of the slave spouse might throw the entire relationship into limbo. Thus, slaves who chose a life partner, whether a free black or another slave, constantly confronted fears not only that their marriage might be shattered through salve, but that they might lose contact with their children as well.”

Any book that purports to be geared toward black unmarried women and/or instruct them on getting a mate that doesn’t acknowledge this historical context is irresponsible.  That history, along with reports like Daniel Patrick Moynihan’s 1965 report on the black family (known best as The Moynihan Report) offers a more detailed explanation of black women’s perceived powerlessness in matters of intimacy and love in the United States. While it is easier to just point to statistics and talk in witty sound bites, the truth is that black unmarried women have always been required to do much more than their white counterparts in every sphere of life.

Matters of the heart, then as now, are apparently no different.

The wisdom of taking a break from dating

Is this another one of those books?

I’m working on a profile of Stephen Arterburn, a Christian counselor who has written a number of relationship books, including the recent Is This The One? Simple Dates for Finding the Love of Your Life.

Fatigue for consuming dating and relationship books is starting to set in, frankly, but I think it’s because I feel wounded by a lot of the dumb media and books that I’ve consumed about relationships. I’m learning to guard my heart against things that don’t serve me, which includes a lot of these books.

The refreshing thing about Arterburn’s approach is that whether you’re single and content or you really want to find the love of your life, it just hasn’t happened yet, his approach seems wise. The other thing I realized reading the book is that I haven’t seen that many books from a male perspective that aren’t douchey. This is one of a handful of titles that are starting to emerge that isn’t demeaning or judgmental under the guise of trying to help its audience.

What I love about Arterburn’s book is that he writes with empathy and humor about taking a break from dating after a brutal divorce. By taking a break, his friends encouraged him to meet as many people as possible, and to do everything from hang out with a lovely friend at the Opera to having a cup of coffee at Starbucks.

Without knowing it, I have been doing exactly some of the things he talks about in his book – just getting out and about, meeting people, volunteering, running or walking around the lake in Austin with my dog, making an effort to work at coffee shops that I frequent and getting up off of my couch more. This is good even if you’re not looking to date someone, he noted, because it will make your life more fulfilling as a single person. I concur.

I was just telling a friend this weekend that there are enough messages and voices in the world who will try to scare you or pressure you without you adding to the noise. Part of reconnecting with my community in real life and online has been about learning how to exercise self-care, but also practicing showing up for people without wondering if or when I might meet “The One.” It’s been a nice journey.

Ebony Magazine on being Single, Saved & Having Sex

Let me not cast any stones, not even the first one. But ranting online this morning about the ways that the discussion of Barack Obama’s changed stance on same sex marriage has cast the Black Church and the Black Community as a monolith nearly clarified for me what I find annoying about discussions related to black everything in popular culture.

If the community is still a monolith (which it isn’t) then no one has to do the work of finding out just how diverse the individuals who make up said community are. It is a way of denying their humanity – collectively and individually.

That said, I’m not saying that there aren’t a lot of Christians who do things that aren’t Biblical. But this is a false conundrum because having sex as a single person if you’re saved is explicitly a no-no for Christians. But so is judging others. And not tithing. And a host of other ugly things that folks have no trouble doing.

Ebony spells it out:

Many Christian youths who signed abstinence pledges or wore purity rings reach a crossroad as young adults. They are faced with upholding Biblical principles against sex outside of marriage during an era when the average age of first marriage creeps toward 30. Celibacy may be even tougher for singles who have splashed around in the pool of fornication long before dedicating their lives to Christ. More are asking, “Am I really condemning my soul to eternal damnation by getting my freak on Saturday night and praising the Lord on Sunday morning?” As many as 80 percent of young unmarried Christians have had sex, according to Relevant, a magazine for Christians aged 18 to 30.

So, let’s do some quick math, because you know — that’s my favorite subject.

One hundred million unmarried people. About 12 percent of those are black folks. So, about 10 million black people, let’s say. Eighty-five percent of them identify as Christian. Less than 50 percent are married. What’s that – about 2 million, give or take? (That’s a low estimate. From a journalist. Who doesn’t really like math and never took statistics.)

I guess I wonder about the voices of the single and celibate who aren’t sure they even want to get married. Because if you’re not sure that God is calling you to get married, that seems about as plausible as declaring yourself a practicing and devout Christian and saying you think it’s cool with Jesus if you just let this one thing slip, right? I mean, what is the point of going all in if you’re not really going all in? (I did not mean that as a pun.)

And another thing. Sex is at the heart of so much shame in the black community. Part of the reason that’s the case is because of the shaming of churches around pervasive behavior. You know there are women getting infected with HIV/AIDS in your pews, on your watch, and all you can do is gesture in the direction of what the Bible says? The Bible also says a lot of things that people forget about when it is convenient for them.

The Grio on Call Tyrone & a pastor who says black women should stay single

Dreams really do come true, y’all… as long as you think like the right kind of man:

Call Tyrone offers a counter argument. What distinguishes it from other black dating books by men — and yes it is named after the Erykah Badu song — is Johnson’s suggestion that the single life within the church is a gift from God. Not a curse, but a blessing.

“First and foremost, [I] have a desire to inform and educate all women that they are precious and priceless in the sight of God,” he said. “Because of that, a woman shouldn’t lower herself in any way. In the book what I seek to do is exalt and extol the value of singleness; how it can be a gift of God [and] how it is a blessed gift. The Lord Jesus was single, and he was able to embrace his singleness and use it for the purpose of ministry. I also point to women in history who have given their lives in singleness and really thought to serve others. Singleness is something that the Bible really condones and promotes.”

Johnson also proudly asserts that Call Tyrone does not place the entire onus of African-American dating on the black woman. Johnson wants black men to share in their responsibility for creating the circumstances in which 55% of African-American women are unmarried — the highest rate of any race.

I was just talking to somebody about the classic status of Tyrone. This makes me not only want to buy this book but also play that song on repeat.

Silently Single & becoming the poster child for single folk

I liked this:

Those people who write about being single are annoying.

They are either super happy with being single [and make you feel guilty for the days that you don’t feel equally super happy] or they complain about being single [and that always makes me roll my eyes in annoyance].

I didn’t want to be annoying.

But on a deeper level, I didn’t want to write about something that was so. stinking. personal.

Because when you desire to be married, pray and believe that God hears you, and then buzz by your 31st birthday still single, that junk is personal.

The writer approaches her single life as a Christian woman who deeply wants her unanswered prayer of getting married to be heard by God. She writes about being in an unwanted season of her life and being unsure how to cope. I can relate: I am still learning how to have authentic relationships, show up for my friends and myself, be gentle and kind to myself so I can share that with others…let alone becoming emblematic of happy single people. (As some of you have probably guessed, I embody the Single more than the Happy most of the time!)

It’s not my job to be the poster child of Single Christian Girls.

I don’t know everything there is to know about how to handle this season – friendships with boys, sex, boundaries, roles, career pursuits, all of that stuff. I am not here to claim ultimate wisdom on how to do this.

[And seriously, those poster people are the annoying ones I already told you about. I really don’t want to be annoying.]

I thought you’d enjoy that perspective. I know that y’all will tell me if I get to be one of those annoying people. I’m really trying to avoid that.

A great single lady quote from…Salman Rushdie

Koans to Bring You Joy. Sounds perfect.

 

 

This is so random, but I know you’ll appreciate it:

We must agree on what matters: kissing in public places, bacon sandwiches, disagreement, cutting-edge fashion, literature, generosity, water, a more equitable distribution of the world’s resources, movies, music, freedom of thought, beauty, love.

From: Bring Me the Rhinoceros, by John Tarrant.

January’s Greatest Hits: Ariana Proehl, When Your Married Friends Hate You & The Best Sex Writing of 2012

I can’t believe it’s February already. If I had a Lindt truffle for every time I heard someone say that, I’d be fantastically obese.

Anyway, January was a great month. Thanks to those of you who started following the blog and added your comments. Looking forward to learning more about you. Feel free to reach out. I’ll be looking for guest bloggers to swap posts with in the coming months. In the meantime, enjoy the last day of January with a few of these popular posts from the past 31 days:

Ariana Proehl on Single Black Women

Hey, girl, Just settle: The art of making a list to ignore (Complete with a gratuitous photo of Ryan Gosling)

Boston Magazine’s article: Single By Choice

The importance of female friendship and Emily Rapp

The New York Times on Why Men Can’t Stand to be Alone After Divorce

When Your Married Friends Hate You

The Best Sex Writing of 2012: A Review

Better to Marry or Burn? A Biblical Question

Single Lady Quotes: Lady Gaga (Love her philosophy, still not a huge fan of her music, but she doesn’t need me she’s got a billion Twitter followers.)

Speaking of Twitter: Follow me @jvic

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