(Read Part Two)
“I’m saying the love of God comes first, in everything and with everybody. That’s all your wife is saying should be first between you two. Do you have a problem with that?”
“So I’m not allowed to love her more than God, is that it?” Jessup queried, slightly disgruntled.
“Why would you want to do that, Jessup?” asked the counselor. “Does she do more for you than God?”
“In some things, YES, in my opinion,” the man answered, looking like a little boy. “I can’t have sex with God or go fishing with Him. God can’t cook me a fine meal or bear my children. There’s lots of things Jesus can’t do for me that my wife can. Why shouldn’t I be more grateful to her than to Him for it?”
The counselor averted his eyes in deeper understanding of Jessup’s heart. Here was a man who was a boy inside, and that was pretty common. This “boy” was also angry at God, which was also common. But the obvious cry of his heart’s emotions was not all that common. This “boy/man” desperately wanted God, though he didn’t seem to know how to say that. ‘Why’ was the prevailing question on his heart; its outcry resounded louder than any complaint. Why love God more? Why need Him… more? Why? Is there truly something in it for me (as there clearly seems to be for my wife)? And, if so… WHAT?
More than anything it was clear to the counselor that, through his questioning, Jessup was a man genuinely seeking God…
(TO BE CONTINUED…)
“I’ve got a wife who is serious about the Lord,” Jessup said.
“Well, that’s a good thing, isn’t it?” the counselor said.
“No… I mean, yes, it’s a good thing I reckon. But I mean really serious about Him. To the point where she won’t let me say certain things without rebutting them. And, to me, these things are nice; they speak my heart, but she won’t hear me.”
“Things like what?” the counselor searched.
“Well, I said the other day that I want her to be the biggest part of me. She was nice about it, but she definitely said that is something she can’t do. She said God needs to be the biggest part of me.”
“And so he does,” answered the counselor. “But you didn’t agree with that?”
“Oh, now don’t you start on me,” Jessup cautioned, a bit defensively. “I don’t see where it’s wrong for a husband to put trust in his wife, especially when she’s a pastor.”
“Yes, but that’s not what you said to her,” the counselor rebutted. “You made a sweeping statement about giving her the biggest part of you or something, right?”
“I said I want her to be the biggest part of me, yes. What’s so wrong with that?” Jessup queried.
“Nothing, if you don’t take God as seriously as you say she does, Jessup. Really… what did you expect her to say?”
The new husband paused a moment, shifted position in his chair, and formed his answer…
(TO BE CONTINUED)
God’s not going to force His shield on you. If you’re fighting it, He’ll withdraw. He will wait until your heart is open to Him, but in the interim – o, forceful one – where is your shield?
YIELD TO OUR MASTER, and receive His blessings and benefits in protection for you. Learn to receive. For, if you take the reins, it’s all on you, and you don’t know what you’re doing! Without Him, no one does…