Today I'm linking up with Chrysalis for Marriage Monday. When I heard this week's topic was "submission," a story immediately came to mind.
It took place many years ago, after one of our "hot" Friday night dates at the Home Depot. I can't recall specifically what the project dejour was, but I do remember it involved two-by-fours. The van was our transportation that evening so Bob placed a couple of the boards between the seats and rested the ends up against the windshield for the drive home. Sitting in the passenger seat I suddenly had the impression that this was not a good idea, but when I mentioned it to Bob he just brushed it off and said that it would be fine.
The feeling would not go away and I knew it was the Holy Spirit speaking to me so I mentioned it to Bob again, and again he just pooh-poohed my concern. We had just begun the drive home when I heard a loud POP! followed by a slow cracking sound. I looked up to see a big crack now running across our windshield.
Words came beating the inside of my lips like a battering ram.
I told you so!
Why didn't you listen to me?
See, I knew what I was talking about.
Great, just what I wanted to spend money on...
The words came but my lips remained tightly shut. This too was the Holy Spirit.
Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. ~ Ephesians 5:22-23
We rode home in silence. I mentioned this to Bob when I asked his permission to share this story (I, for one, was quite amazed at my silence) and his response was, "Well, there really wasn't anything to say, was there?"
I guess not - that big crack said it all.
I remember waiting several days before broaching the subject with him. When I felt it was safe to bring it up, I inquired as to whether or not I should keep pursuing a subject if I felt he was wrong. Bob replied that he wouldn't want me to handle the situation any differently. Specifically he said, "If I don't listen to you and something happens then it's my own fault and I'll just have to deal with the consequences."
Personally, I'd rather just keep at it until he breaks down and listens to me so we don't have to spend money on things like replacement windshields, but
"A quarrelsome wife is like a constant dripping on a rainy day;" ~ Proverbs 27:15
So, one way I submit to my husband (and to God) is to say what I need to say and then do my best not to bring it back up again.
Father, I thank you for the husband you have blessed me with. I thank you for his patience - and Yours - over these past eighteen years as I've learned how to be the wife You've called me to be.