Broken Relationships

A theme surrounding the lives of my close others has been brokenness in human relationships. There's something about the death of a romantic relationship that seems to move and affect people more so than any other tragedy. In fact, I may be bold (and perhaps ignorant) in repeating an account of a holocaust survivor who claimed that despite all she had gone through, she considered the biggest trial of her life - the one that left her the most broken - was her divorce.

I step back and wonder why I study romantic relationships. Although my research interests have shifted drastically to a more identity focus than a relationship focus, I'm still captivated by the human search for great romance. There's something about these relationships that highlight the extent of our incompleteness - our search for something more. Perhaps it is a search for true, unadulterated love. Perhaps it is a search for completeness.

Yet I've come to the conclusion that we will never find completion through relationship with another human being; my experiences in the last year and a half have knocked any romantic idealism out of me. I do not doubt that one can be greatly blessed through finding their soulmate. I just believe that finding this soulmate is not the elixir for our incompleteness.

This search for completion in another (whether conscious or unconscious) is a beautiful disaster. There is something beautiful and pure about it; yet it is ultimately disastrous outside of the One. It really breaks my heart.

I've been listening to all evening to Glen Hansard's music featured in the movie "Once." It's an excellent soundtrack. Two songs in particular communicate to me the extent of the scars that can be left on us by broken relationships. I listen and I weep for all my loved ones who have been battered and bruised by broken relationships.

All the Way Down

You have broken me all the way
down,down upon my knees.
And you have broken me all the way down,
you'll be the last, you'll see.

Some fight you gave,
and I pushed you away
from me.

And in the morning when you turn in
I'll be far to sea.

And you have broken me all the way down.
You'll be the last, you'll see.

And what chance have we got
when you've missed every shot
for me?

And in the morning when you turn in
I'll be out of reach.
And in the darkness when you find this
I'll be far to sea.

And you have broken me all the way down.
You'll be the last, you'll see.


Falling Slowly

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along