Love Is Other-Directed, Joy Is a Gift

by Mary Beth Bonacci

Oh, goody. Valentine's Day is coming again.

Such a wonderful holiday It's all about love, and everybody's
happy. Well, almost everybody. I guess the people who aren't
currently in a romantic "relationship" generally aren't too
thrilled. They're sitting at home thinking about all of the
romance and flowers and champagne that they're missing out on and
what's the matter with them anyway and why aren't there any decent
women/men left in the world and why are they doomed to die old and
alone and bitter and never again experiencing romance and flowers
and champagne?

Then there are the people who <are> in romantic "relationships",
and they spend Valentine's Day fuming over the fact that he forgot
to send flowers <again> or that she's moping all day or that the
chocolates don't make up for the fact that this guy is a <geek> or
that he just met her and it just doesn't seem so wonderful to be
romantic with someone he barely knows or that she has been married
to him for ages and he's slurping his champagne <again> after
she's told him nine million times that slurping in public makes
people think she married a hillbilly.

St. Valentine must be rolling in his grave.

Where did we go wrong? How does a holiday about love get so
twisted? Easy. The same way love has been twisted. Valentine's Day
has become a holiday about feelings. We want a "feeling fix"-we
want to experience that rush, that thrill of romantic love. We
want our love lives to have a warm fuzzy focus and soft background
music and the ecstatic joy of togetherness like we see on the soap
operas.

Guess what? Real life doesn't work like that. Sure there are
moments, when two people are in love, where they both feel
overwhelmed with love and they get lost in each other's eyes and
they could swear they hear music playing somewhere. But those
moments aren't scripted. They don't appear on command and you
can't just flick a switch to make them happen. And they <don't>
happen like clockwork every February 14th.

C.S. Lewis writes extensively about this phenomenon, albeit not in
a romantic situation, in his autobiography <Surprised by Joy.> He
tells of his own experiences of being filled with total, utter joy
at times when he least expected it. He then relates his attempts
to recapture that joy by deliberately <looking> for it -by
focusing his attention on the feeling itself. It never worked. He
concludes that we must indeed be "surprised" by joy -that it
happens when it happens, when we are going about the business of
doing what we are supposed to do. But we must stay focused on what
we are doing, and what we are called to do. As soon as we focus
our attention on the feeling itself, it disappears.

Although Lewis wasn't talking about romantic love per se, the same
principle holds true. Love is, as I keep saying, wanting what is
best of the other person. It is "other-directed" not "self
directed." If we love, our attention should be focused on the
person whom we love, not on the feeling in ourselves which are
generated by that love. I can't tell you how tired I get of people
digging around inside of themselves to try to figure out how they
"feel" about the person to whom they are married. (Witness, once
again, Nina and Victoria on <The Young and the Restless.> I want
to reach right into the TV and strangle them both.) Who cares? The
marital commitment isn't a promise to feel a certain way. Its a
commitment to love, to look out for what is best for the other and
the family.

My point? If you want to have a nice, rewarding, fulfilling
Valentine's Day, spend the day <loving.> If you have a spouse or
fiance or whatever, be extra nice to that person That's good. But
do it for that reason-to be loving. Don't do it because you want
something back or you want to generate a certain feeling in
yourself.

And if you don't have a "significant other" (or whatever we call
it these days), don't sit around feeling sorry for yourself
Instead of bemoaning the love you don't have in your life,
celebrate the love you <do> have. Reach out in love to your
friends and your family. Tell them how much you appreciate them.
Do something nice for them. Be a loving person. And then you too
may be "surprised by joy."

Bonacci is a frequent lecturer on chastity.

This article appeared in the February 6, 1997 issue of "The
Arlington Catholic Herald."

Courtesy of the "Arlington Catholic Herald" diocesan newspaper of
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