So my friends, it’s been a tough week. On Friday morning I
telephoned Dineen on her cell phone and said, “I need you to pray for me. I’m
really sick and can’t seem to kick this cough. It’s one in the afternoon and
getting into Kaiser (our healthcare provider) will be impossible at this late
hour on a Friday afternoon. The weekend is then here and I’m traveling with my
daughter to BIOLA on Monday for a college interview. I can’t get in to see a
doctor before Tuesday.” Whining I say, “I need to get well.”
My BFF, Dineen, was out and about at that moment and said as
soon as she arrived home she would call me back and pray with me. I hung up.
I prayed myself, “Lord, heal me. Lord, heal me. Lord, just
heal me.” I’m betting some of you have been in such a broken place, a place where
you are physically sick, emotionally sick, spiritually sick that all you can do
is pray, ‘Lord, heal me.”
I hung up the phone and heard the prompting of the Holy
Spirit, “Call the doctor.” I phoned and miracle of miracles, they had an open
appointment in an hour. I rushed off to the office, texted Dineen that I was on
my way to the doctor and I arrived, checked in and just as I was entering the
waiting area, a nurse was already calling my name. I hadn’t even sat down to
wait.
God likes to show off that way at times.
The nicest Doc said I was sick. She prescribed a ton of
stuff to treat a sinus infection, walking pneumonia and the sniffles. Sheesh, I
didn’t know I was THAT sick. No wonder all I did for two weeks was sit on the
couch.
As I write this it’s Sunday afternoon. I’ve been sick now
for three weeks and I am finally starting to feel a little better. But what is fascinating
to me is that my physical weakness has left me spiritually weak. And the enemy
knew just when and how to hit me. Because I’ve been so sick, I haven’t been
retreating to my morning wilderness walk-n-prays. I started to walk a couple
times this week. Set out and walked maybe 50 yards and then turned right around
and came home. This shortened my praying and lessened the time I filled my
spirit to fight the battles.
Why am I sharing all this with you? Well for a couple of
reasons. One: I didn’t really understand how vital it is to keep our triune
person healthy. I haven’t really experienced until today how my physical
weakness has greatly impacted my spiritual and emotional strength. We are made
of a soul, physical body, and a mind (emotions). We must care for and feed each
part of ourselves.
Two: When we are weak in one area, we can become weak in all
other areas. I’ve haven’t felt this defeated in a long, long time. Let me tell
you when I’m sick, I’m not a good patient. I’m grouchy, fussy, and what I hate
most of all- I’m negative minded. Geeze. Ask my husband. He had to put up with
me the last three weeks. Sheesh!
But you know what has bugged me most of all. How I slipped
down the slippery path of this negative thinking. I became uber critical of my
husband. I was short tempered and felt as though everything this man did around
me irritated me. He annoyed me, disappointed me and argued with me.
For crying out loud on Saturday we argued over a load of
laundry. Good grief, I looked at him and said, “Why are we arguing over
laundry?”
My friends, as a believer it’s up to me to be the aroma of
kindness in my home. And this past week, I was the stink. If you vomit on
someone, they are going to stink like you. Now I didn’t physically throw up on
my husband but I stank and it made him stink too.
So after church this morning, I asked for prayer. I’m on the
road to physical health, emotional health and spiritual health. I NEVER want to
be this smelly again in my marriage. I’m convinced that I set the tone of our
home. Remember in 1 Corinthians 7:14 we the believer sanctify our home. So, as
of today, I’m on a mission of kindness. It is my great desire to honor my
husband and honor my marriage.
What does that look like?
Honor in marriage is where we celebrate who the person is
without stumbling over what they are not. -Bill Johnson
I’m determined to focus on my husband’s strengths and love
him with kindness and honor.
Colossians 3:12 Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and
dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness
and patience.
I’m wondering if you might want to join me on this journey?
I wonder if you have been the one who like me, needs to give a little grace and
receive a little grace?
If so, pray with me.
Father, stop me in my tracks if I’m not walking in the power
of your kindness. Amen
Today, let’s focus on looking at our spouse through the eyes
of honor. Have an amazing week. Hugs, Lynn
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