6 Positive Ways to Interact During a Conflict

I confronted somebody today. I had to do it without it seeming like I was confronting them. It was a delicate dance. When you know you must confront an issue, it forces you to figure out an approach designed to explain your position and the issue at stake, but without being aggressive or demeaning. It must be presented in a way that sticks to the facts but doesn’t demean. You know, I hate doing that sort of thing. Confronting does not come easy for me.

I am a classic peacemaker. I will do almost anything to keep the peace even by denying my own wants, needs, and desires. I’ve done this a lot over the years, not speaking up when I should. In the book The Dance of Anger, the act of deferring to others all the time without stating or defending your own self is called de-selfing. Most of my life I have de-selfed because de-selfing is easier for me than trying to state my own opinion. I dislike disharmony.

It took an issue at work to make me realize my error in de-selfing. I lost control of a meeting I was leading while serving in my position as a reading specialist. My (younger) superiors took over the meeting and redirected the whole thing, ignoring my agenda and goals. It was uncomfortable and embarrassing. I felt like a fool, and I failed to have a voice because of it. I didn’t know what to do, but I knew I was demeaned by their attitudes towards me.

After everyone left but a new hire, the then-school psychologist, she said to me, “I don’t know why, but they don’t respect you.” I cried all weekend. But I knew something had to change.

I took stock of the situation.  A realization dawned as I sorted it out. I figured it out that the only way my colleagues would come to respect me was if I began to show some self-respect. If I respected myself, I would speak up for myself. The thought scared me. I had never spoken up for myself, not even with my own siblings. This meant I could not allow myself to remain silent when others were ignoring or overrunning (over ruling) my turf in the academic setting.

My approach changed in how I interacted with my professional peers. I chose to engage when needed, and I chose to stop just sitting on the side-lines letting it happen (and then going home to lick my wounds). As a timid person without much self-confidence, that was hard for me to do. It never became easy, but I improved and became less of a person people walked over as a doormat.

To be honest, I still would rather avoid than engage. Today I had to speak up because I am the leader and in charge of a group. It was my responsibility. I could not ignore a situation that had the potential to become a problem. Did I like doing it? No. But it was necessary for our shared interest/business to be conducted in an appropriate way. Our history as friends made it all the more uncomfortable.

We do what we must do when we know we must. My friend was a bit irritated. Tomorrow she will realize why it makes sense after the reacting simmers down. Sometimes you have to give a person and subject some time to settle down as it brings the thought back to center.

6 Positive Ways to Interact during a Conflict:

  1. Be honest by speaking to the issue without being rude or combative.
  2. Speak the truth in love by respecting the person as we deliver our message.
  3. Avoid “you” statements that make people feel attacked and puts them on the defensive.
  4. Explain the reasoning behind our statements and actions without becoming emotional.
  5. Seek “best interest” as the meeting place to determine appropriate solutions.
  6. Avoid dealing in personalities and preferences by sticking to the facts i.e. this is what happened, this is what needs to happen, and why.

We can’t control other people. We will have differences of opinion. But there are times when confrontation is necessary because someone is out of line or could stray from staying on the right path. It is our responsibility to do this well, to do it kindly and through matter-of-fact exchanges.

A Friend, a Teapot, a Rare Connection

teapot A new friend and I were sitting at the table talking about our lives. Our kids are friends which is what brought us together to visit. We are the same age and God is important to both of us. In fact, we found out we went to Bidwell Junior High School at the same time and were in the same class. It was fun getting acquainted. Then the conversation began to get serious.

Our personal stories came out. She told me her story and I shared mine. She is an accomplished woman, a former corporate leader, a woman who climbed the ladder of success. She was also a woman in search of meaning. Her search took her in different directions. It wasn’t until a friend brought her to a Christian meeting that she found her home in Christianity. 

Her life changed when she became a Christian. Ungodly attitudes and relationships came to an end after she chose to follow Christ. Unhealthy baggage in areas of bondage in her past life needed cleansing and healing. She sought counsel. Soul ties from past sexual relations were acknowledged, confessed, and freed. Her inward person was healing. Life was becoming sweet in new and beautiful ways. No longer did success drive her.  Things of God were taking root.

Soon after she became a Christian, this woman married a Christian man. Then they became parents. She left the corporate world to become a homemaker mom and then she began home-schooling their children. All that glitters is not gold. Life took a turn for the worse. The marriage was faltering. They tried to keep it afloat.

The bubble popped. She was serious about her faith. He was not. Problems escalated. Eventually they separated and then divorced. It was a shock to return to the work force after being a hands-on mom. It grieved her. Life became complicated. There were custody battles and disagreements as to the parameters for child rearing and what would be allowed. It was terribly troubling.

She asked about my children, my life, and how God has worked in my life.  Because of my book, she knew I’d been through the ravages of a custody battle (everyone gets hurt in a custody battle, there are no winners or victors). Tears welled as emotions surfaced while I related some of my story. The connection between us was strong. We each had many questions of the other. “Three hours seem like fifteen minutes,” she said to me. “You understand how hard it is, the struggle. You’re so easy to talk to.”

The time had gone swiftly. I had learned, too, what it is like to radically change mid-stream during a successful career and worldly focus. Her journey was one of great change with difficult but precious times. Both of us met in the heart and felt a kinship of caring. She and I had learned lessons that are learned in the hard places of life.

In our sharing, we each gave an explanation for why we help others. She uses her words as a compliment to acts of service. She helps others, especially the elderly. While helping, she often shares the grace of God. At the time, she was helping a couple in their eighties with some pretty challenging issues. While we were talking, she gave me an illustration for how she sees her life. Her explanation was beautiful. I will share it.

She sees herself as a teapot. 

“I am like a little teapot. Christ pours His spirit into me and then I pour out to others from what He has given me. It comes in the top–from God to me, and then it goes out the spout–from me to someone else. I do things for others things I would never have done before He came into my life. And, I am happy to do them. The important part is to keep myself open to God, to let Him continually fill me so I have something to give to people He puts in my path.”

meMy friend’s analogy is a perfect picture of how it works in spiritual life when it is real and authentic. We allow God access to our lives, we open up to His leading and filling, and then He uses us to help others with their struggles and concerns by pointing them to what God has to offer them.