In some families, siblings don’t
always get along. Some are estranged, barely keep in touch, and in extreme
cases, may decide to part ways for good. Every family has its issues and
challenges. But what causes this kind of strain? Could favoritism be one of the
issues? I once heard that parents tend to take a liking to the child that’s
most like them. Some may argue that in doing so, parents are essentially
picking and favoring a child that’s their “favorite” over their other child
and/or children. That can be problematic and painful. The roots of favoritism
can breed resentment and unhealthy sibling rivalries. I witnessed this happen
with my father and his sister and saw how it brought tension to their
relationship. My grandmother (my father and aunt’s mother) tended to have a
closer relationship with my father, which upset my aunt. She felt like their
parents did more and invested more in my father and at different times, my
father felt like his sister received more support than he did. My grandfather
(my father and aunt’s father) wasn’t present in my father’s life when he was
young, and some family suggested my grandmother felt the need to overcompensate
for that, which may have made my aunt upset and perhaps made her feel she
didn’t have the relationship with her mother that she desired. Similar things
happened with my sibling and me. When I was a kid and even at different times
as an adult, I always felt like I was in competition with my brother and often
perceived that he was the favorite. When he would get support and praise for
his accomplishments and goals, while I got little support and sometimes silence
for mine, I’d often feel crushed. Because of that, I believed I didn’t measure
up to different expectations that some family members and close acquaintances
set in place, and I continually felt like a failure. And there was plenty of
commentary and incidents to support that. Silence and shade when I got good
news and repeatedly hearing things like, boys
are smarter than girls when my grades weren't as high and the nagging and
comparisons about my love life, attached with being haunted by questions like, who’s getting married first and who’s going to have the first grandchild eventually started taking a
toll. I was annoyed and disappointed all while keeping my thoughts contained.
But in the midst of the disappointment, I discovered that my life can be
prosperous without approval and without racing to get a ring or sprinting down
an altar for marriage or being eager to birth a child. It’s not a race. I
repeat. It. Is. Not. A. Race. Why rush towards those milestones to prove a point
or earn approval? Progression takes time and if you get to those things too
soon, inevitably, you risk crashing full speed into a wall instead of letting
things happen in God’s timing. Whenever I aimed to openly communicate and
address my hurt, I was either withdrawn from or told I was being too emotional,
jealous, imagining things, or stop
feeling sorry for yourself. Respectfully, I disagree. For a long time I
believed I had to prove myself through works and achievements. I wrestled with
a lot of insecurity because of favoritism. I know my parents love me but I
often wondered, am I enough? Am I ever
going to be enough? I used to feel guilty for thinking and feeling that
way. The constant earning and achieving of accomplishments, trying to have my
voice heard, win respect, approval, support, and favor, only left me emptier
than ever, attempting to fill a void I desired. Then I later realized
something. No amount of accolades, accomplishments, awards, milestones, money,
success, or achievement can buy you support, love, or favor. You have to arrive
at a place where you’re wholeheartedly confident and okay with who you are and
what you’ve achieved, whether supported or not and realize that you are enough
and will always be enough for God. James 2:1 reads, “My brothers, as believers
in our glorious Lord Jesus Christ, don’t show favoritism.” Favoritism is
prohibited in the bible but people still do it. But things don’t have to remain
that way. I no longer feel the need to earn approval or compete with my sibling.
I’m learning to let those things go. I imagine that most parents only want the
best for all of their children, favored or not. Support breeds success. And
equal support can move mountains. Regardless, I fully intend to snatch the
spirit of favoritism by its roots and create change. One step at a time.
About a year ago, I had a dream my dad wanted to talk to our family about something serious. I wasn’t sure what he wanted to discuss, but I knew it was something I needed to prepare myself for. Around the time after I had this dream, I remember stopping by my parents place and sensing something was going on that they weren’t telling me. I tried to dismiss what I’d been feeling, but I couldn’t shake it. Something serious was happening. As I returned to my home after visiting them one day, I was in my kitchen washing dishes when a heaviness hit my heart like nothing I’d ever felt before. Something’s wrong with dad. That’s what that dream was about. God, what’s going on? As I continued washing dishes, I started crying and praying. Then in mid-spring, my dad held an unexpected family meeting that would change all our lives forever. He hesitated at first, and as his voice started cracking and he started crying, he said, “Well, I wanted to talk to ya’ll to tell you that I have kidney disea...