But the reality has been quite different. More like that moment on Seinfeld when Elaine Bennis starts to dance. Everyone watching her herky-jerky movements and little kicks is embarrassed for her, and throw each other funny looks.
How silly of me.
I had this idea that if we were willing to use our lives as “the visual aid,” then others would be supportive and encouraging.
Don’t get me wrong! Some people ARE — in fact, we have donors who began partnering with us when their kids were young, and they are still with us even though their kids are adults.
But the majority of people we talk to, despite sharing really embarrassing truths about our lives and mistakes for paper instead of a speaking fee, even though we gave them the tools and opportunity to begin a conversation about sex without dreading it, even though we offer them a layperson’s understanding of complicated medical news and practical exercises to help them guide their teens — the majority of those who hear us have never forwarded a newsletter, or sent the equivalent of a cup of coffee.
So, sometimes, when it gets hard around here, when finances are tight or another teen who earnestly pledged “I’m worth waiting for!” calls me scared, infected or pregnant, or someone files a complaint with a host to keep us from returning... In those times, my first thought is, “They’re not MY kids! Let someone else do it!”… but my second thought is always, I wonder what miracle God has up His sleeve to keep us afloat THIS time, because its not really “our” ministry, it’s His. Or, I realize how honored I am that someone chose to contact the “No Sex Lady” in their moment of need. Or it dawns on me that we must have kicked someone in their complacent spot if they’re mad enough to try to shut us up!
The one thing I strive for, more than anything else, is finding the POSITIVES. As in, “Sex is a good thing, and so is mastering it.” Or, “Recognizing you made a mistake and asking for help is so much more mature and wise than pretending you’re fine when things are on fire.” And of course, remembering that if my opposition is mad enough to ACT, its proof whatever we’re doing is effective.
The stewardship of every penny and prayer invested in Positively Waiting is a privilege. I never forget that. This month, when we stop the hustle & bustle to be thankful, please know, I will be expressing gratitude that I get to be the director of Positively Waiting — even when I feel like Elaine Bennis instead of Spartacus.
Jim and I wish you and your family, a very blessed Thanksgiving.