God taught me something today. Well, it’s been over the last few weeks but I finally got it today. Respect for my husband. Husbands are told to love their wives and wives are supposed to respect their husbands. (Eph. 5:22-23;25) I think I do a pretty good job of that, at least in the big areas.
Something that is an area of strife is dishes, particularly, the kids’ silverware. They go through silverware so fast for some reason, probably aided by the ones that Isbe has thrown away without our knowledge. Now I, personally, am one of those people that tends to double wash everything, even if they don’t really need it. I’ll hand wash it and then put it in the dishwasher. My husband, on the other hand, doesn’t mind handwashing and even prefers it for things like (yep, you guessed it) the kids’ silverware.
Like I said, God has been working on my heart in the area of respecting my husband better. So as I was doing dishes today, I was eyeing those little forks in my sink and thinking, There’s only a few and we have a few clean already, so I’ll just put them in the dishwasher since I’ll be running it before he gets home today. As I continued eyeing those forks, God said to me, “It’s about respect.”
Do I respect my husband enough to follow his direction, especially on such a trivial matter? Do I respect him enough to follow his way even when I think my way is better? I pray for peace within our marriage, our family, our home. Am I willing to be the peacemaker in this matter of strife, giving up what I prefer in deference to the leader of our home?
Respecting my husband and deferring to him out of that respect doesn’t mean I become a doormat. It means giving up my way when my way is not God’s way. It means allowing my husband to be the leader even though I’m the caretaker. It’s such a trivial thing, forks, but the spirit I take on is either one of peace or of contention; righteousness or sin.
So I respect my husband enough to give up my way for his. To bring peace instead of strife. Pleasing God with my attitude and willingness to lay down my stubbornness and to serve instead.
God isn’t calling me to be a doormat. He’s calling me to be a wife that respects and honors the leader of her home, thereby honoring and respecting the Leader of her life.