Five Minute Friday is Gypsy Mama’s weekly writing prompt…and edit-free exercise. Today’s topic: Joy Go. The text read, “Just came home. Someone broke into my house. Totally ransacked.” My heart sank for my friend. The violation she must feel. The … Continue reading
“Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God” Matthew 5:8. There’s a way of seeing things clearly. I hate being fooled; deceived. I like to think of myself as a straight shooter. I don’t wince when people … Continue reading
It began like any ordinary day. It was a school day—and I was a homeschool teacher. We had chosen homeschooling because we wanted our eight and six year olds to be taught so much more than just math facts and … Continue reading
Most days it feels like I live between two realities. There is the life I wholly want to be living. And there is the real life. In which I yell at my kids, honk at less perfect drivers than me, … Continue reading
Today many of us will go to church. We will sing. We will pray. We will listen. We will leave. Then what? Fade With Our Voices After all the songs are sung And our prayers for Kingdom come Did we … Continue reading
We must go back to our Bibles. The husband is the head of the wife just in so far as he is to her what Christ is to the Church. He is to love her as Christ loved the church–read on–and gave his life for her (Ephesians 5:25). This headship, then, is most fully embodied not in the husband we should all wish to be but in him whose marriage is most like a crucifixion; whose wife receives most and gives least, is most unworthy of him, is–in her own mere nature–least lovable. For the Church has no beauty but what the Bridegroom gives her; he does not find, but makes her lovely. The chrism of this terrible coronation is to be seen not in the joys of any man’s marriage but in its sorrows, in the sickness and sufferings of a good wife or the faults of a bad one, in his unwearying (never paraded) care or his inexhaustible forgiveness: forgiveness, not acquiescence. As Christ sees in the flawed, proud, fanatical or lukewarm Church on earth that Bride who will one day be without spot or wrinkle, and labours to produce the latter, so the husband whose headship is Christ-like (and he is allowed no other) never despairs… (~C.S. Lewis, The Business of Heaven, p. 169-170)
Maybe it sounds self-serving for a woman, who’s a wife, to love this quote. However, I share it because it fills me with gratitude. Makes me thankful for my husband. He teaches me a lot about Christ’s love for me.