Words to live by | Online journal of Marc Heriot

But Jesus, conscious that His disciples grumbled at this, said to them, “Does this cause you to stumble? What then if you see the Son of Man ascending to where He was before?” John‬ ‭6:61-62‬ ‭NASB‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

In other words, if you are stumbled over my words, my parents, this teaching, the contradictions you see, then you will be flippin’ out if you see man’s real, fully lived-out identity.

In the context Jesus had related himself to the manna which came down from heaven, which God provided miraculously for Israel in the wilderness. In the same way he too “came down from heaven” — the Father provided him as food for the life of world, mysteriously, out of obscurity, his origin was mostly unknown. Just like the bread which fed the 5000 was multiplied out of sight, so the bread in the wilderness which seemed to come from the sky every morning, was a provision provided from the bakery of heaven — we don’t see where it came from. The whole concept of “descending” or “ascending” to and from heaven is lumping it into the category of being “out of sight,” just as the baby that is formed in the womb, or the seed is transformed into a living plant. There are some things that are not observable. Yet the possibilities Jesus opens up when he says this are incredible.

Digging deeper, after Jesus rose from the dead, the disciples saw him literally ascend:

He was lifted up while they were looking on, and a cloud received Him out of their sight. Acts 1:9 NAS

It was amazing to watch, I’m sure, like when Elijah whisked off in a whirlwind, or Enoch or was taken. Any time the physical laws of earth are suspended, it pushes the boundaries of the imagination. But was Christ’s ascension stumbling? Was it faith-shaking, possibility-opening, and mind-altering any more than the miracle of the bread, or the walking on the water? It sounds odd to be categorizing something that I can barely wrap my mind around, yet in the context of what he was saying in John 6, he inferred that “ascending to where he was before” would be more stumbling than the words that already caused many of his disciples to leave him. To me, this is no more stumbling than any other sign the disciples saw.

I don’t believe Jesus was referring to his coming and going on earth, but something that is more relevant to each person alive: “What if you see a mortal, a person in flesh and blood, the son of man, return, go up again, to the place he was before, previously, at the first?” In other words, if you were to see a man, return to the original context, splendor, glory, power and authority that God created him to inhabit. A place that all men were intended to occupy before the tempter sabotaged God’s original intent so that he could claim that place for himself? It would not only seem unreal, but it causes me to pause, and potentially stumble me even more than being told I need to eat his flesh. Understanding what God intended for Adam, all men and women, and me, is something I feel is just beginning to re-emerge for his kids to feast upon.

Jesus had spoken about this same topic of his — and our— identity earlier with Nicodemus in John 3 under similar circumstances — Nicodemus was stumbled at the concept of being “born anew.” It was another impossible physical requirement of something that Jesus intended to be spirit, and life. And Jesus responded in a similar way:

If I told you earthly things and you do not believe, how will you believe if I tell you heavenly things? No one has ascended into heaven, but He who descended from heaven: the Son of Man. ‭‭John‬ ‭3:12-13‬ ‭NASB‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

Identity. Who I am matters. There was something intrinsically stumbling about Christ and who he was. It looks like he was born from Mary and Joseph, a poor family in one of the most despised cities in Galilee. He was! Yet he was also born as the perfect son of God. Just like Adam. He had an unobstructed, unclouded view of the perks and privilege of being a son of the most high God. Our Father initiated this story of man in the Garden and it went horribly wrong. In Galilee, at great risk, is starting it again in Jesus. Jesus embodied great majesty in great humility. Why would this be so stumbling and what was at stake? It was the kingdom itself and who maintains rights and access. It was something so incredible that brightest one in heaven (Lucifer) coveted it for himself at the beginning and wanted to snatch it from man, and then spit on him.

Who Jesus is in the flesh could be described in the most muted terms at the transfiguration. Pure light. Effulgence. Access to heaven’s courts. A man, again walking in the halls of the kingdom with access to the king, the throne, the heavenly angels, the administration of heaven, the myriad of possibility that exists in heaven and earth, the secrets of the universe, knowledge, wisdom, power, might. While in this body, Jesus occupied this place of wonder, possibility, and most importantly, relationship with the one who started it all. Instead of starting the school of Astrophysicists in the Time Warp Temple of Possibility, he focused only on one thing. He muted that majesty and appealing to broken and fallen man in order to win his heart back to the Father. Restoring God’s love on earth. Of course, all the fun creation stuff, and playgrounds of possibility would follow, but first thing first. Restore man. Jesus is who every man should, and could, be. And that mission is accomplished through one means: faith.

Believing these things about Jesus, about myself, about the kingdom seem like too much. It’s unreal. And just like “eating his flesh” requires trust and faith, so does understanding what man is when he ascends to the place we first occupied. Add to the mix an enemy fiercely determined to hide this from me, and I understand the question better.

My challenge today is to accept the identity he is unfolding about the sons of God. Not only believe it, but to live it. The same flesh that Jesus walked in, I am called to walk in to. What Christ is, I am to become. The food he ate then became, I am to eat then become. There is an invading force of God’s kids ready to be assembled and reoccupy our homeland after being so abruptly exiled.

And there was war in heaven … and the great dragon was thrown down, the serpent of old who is called the devil and Satan, who deceives the whole world; he was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him. Then I heard a loud voice in heaven, saying, “Now the salvation, and the power, and the kingdom of our God and the authority of His Christ have come, for the accuser of our brethren has been thrown down, he who accuses them before our God day and night. And they overcame him because of the blood of the Lamb and because of the word of their testimony, and they did not love their life even when faced with death. Revelation‬ ‭12:7-12‬ ‭NASB‬‬

So Jesus said to them, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink His blood, you have no life in yourselves. He who eats My flesh and drinks My blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up on the last day. For My flesh is true food, and My blood is true drink. He who eats My flesh and drinks My blood abides in Me, and I in him.” John‬ ‭6:53-56‬ ‭NASB‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

Eternal life! That’s the offer on the table. And it’s an incredible one. I receive life that will never end in exchange for my choice of food. It’s that simple. If I can only make my way past the gate. That narrow, limiting gate. The gate that acts like a kitchen strainer: filtering out big chunks of unbelief, while letting pass those believing hearts that are hungry and desperate for something they refuse to let their natural mind and sensibilities limit.

Eating his flesh and drinking his blood, taken literally, seems absolutely offensive. So for Jesus to say this, it catches our attention. It was spoken to Jews who were fastidiously observant of the law. The Levitical code precisely defined which foods Israel may eat. Even if they could get past the morbid suggestion of cannibalism and do what Jesus asked, it was forbidden. It’s a difficult statement on so many levels. In the church we eat bread and drink wine as a symbol of consuming his body and blood. As much as I value the sacrament of communion, interpreting these words in this natural way is similar to how zealous Jews interpreted Moses words when he told them to bind God’s words on their hands and their forehead in Deuteronomy 6:8 — they created phylacteries, little boxes literally tied to the hand and forehead. To them it not only fulfilled the requirement, it also served as a symbol of their outward devotion.

But Jesus’ words are Spirit and life. They apply to the heart and core of our inward man (John 6:63). My natural mind will always have difficulty grasping them. And Jesus said frankly, “no one can come to Me unless it is granted him [unless he is enabled to do so] by the Father.” John‬ ‭6:65‬ ‭It’s the Spirit which breathes life into them.‬‬‬‬

I can’t move far from what is at stake — life, in exchange for our choice of food.

While Jesus walked the earth, kicked up the dust in Palestine, and shared time with those whose lives he intersected, he was that flesh and blood that they ate. It is significant that the conversation in John 6 is about a contrast between the physical and spiritual. During the time of the Exodus, God fed his people with physical bread from heaven every morning. Manna (literally, “what is it?”) Yet, as Jesus and Paul reference these events, we understand that they are shadows of the real. The law is a schoolteacher that brings us to Christ. That bread which fell in the wilderness was a symbol of the real bread — Christ. Physical bread keeps the body alive. Spirit bread keeps the soul and spirit alive.

While on earth, Jesus lived out his intersection with heaven. He was the very image of the invisible God. His behavior, his character, that which he laughed and cried over, the correction, the friendship, the conversations, care, nurturing of the disciples, compassion for the sick — all of it expressed in human flesh the exact heart of God. When you looked at Jesus, you were looking at the Father. (John 14:9). When others found and followed him, listened and watched, he became that meal. When the disciples fellowshipped with him, they drank deeply of his spirit, fed at his table of teaching and understanding, they were encouraged, built up, emboldened. The sheep follow the shepherd. Men become what they observe. We are what we eat.

Fast forward to today. As a member of his body I become that same meal. We feast on Jesus in each other. It’s both a requirement to eat, and an offering to be available as the meal for others.

The amazing thing about grace, is that in it, God extends to me something I am completely unworthy of. He says I’m forgiven. No longer is my sin counted against me. Period. It’s absolute. If that were not enough he then calls me a son of God, an heir, and co-heirs with Christ. Christ was the firstborn of many sons. The body of Christ has many members, and I am one of them. Christ is the head. All that Christ is, I am called to become. The very Spirit of God that was in Christ, now abides in me. The body, every member, is in Christ. Is Christ. And is that meal. Now I am the one walking the earth. I am the one with real flesh and blood to offer. Although the Holy Spirit is invisible, people may see me. I am the “flesh” that the Spirit inhabits. But not me alone, that flesh is also my sister and brother in Christ. Those that share the same journey as I do. And when we are together we offer each other our “flesh and blood” or the life that we live out daily and our own personal intersection with heaven.

When was the last time you sat down with another over a coffee or a meal and shared heart and soul? You were vulnerable and expressed your journey and your experiences with heaven. While you were interacting you felt a dynamic interface with the other that was not only nurturing but it felt like a real meal for the soul. Relationship. Friendship. Trust. Giving. Receiving. Together we are called to be a temple for his presence. It’s hard to deny that when believers assemble with one heart and purpose that his tangible presence is obvious in that place. The body and blood of Christ is that meal. We need each other.

Daily when I venture out into my world, I have begun to recognize that I may choose to offer myself as a meal to others. It’s a place of vulnerability and authenticity to live my kingdom identity transparently. There is great, great power and authority given to the sons of God, yet who may see it as it really is? Who may stare at the sun and see anything? So, we clothe ourselves in humility and venture out, serving, preferring, and loving others just as Jesus would.

What is the price of eternal life? Our choice of food.

My personal challenge

This morning I hear the Spirit say, I cannot be drinking from two fountains. If I drink from the same source as the world, I get the same nourishment and frankly, the same side effects from the poison offered. — Yet even when I do, he said, “If you eat any deadly thing, it shall not harm you.” Another declaration of grace for death-riddled man. — If I drink from the fountain of heaven, I feed on Christ. I eat his body, drink his blood. It is life to me. And what Christ is, I become. You are what you eat.. except when grace must supersede some stupid choices.

As I think about this, it feels frightening to live solely from the food served at his table. Why? Because it will make me different. I won’t appear to be the well-rounded, integrated Christian that many in the church value. I could become a little more black and white. This is good, this is not. A little more convinced. God heals — as opposed to “let’s see what happens” or “who knows God’s will?”

He’s called me to life. Abundant life. Eternal life. Eating at his table. And becoming that table for others to feast upon.

Proverbs 12:8 Two Trees

A person is praised according to their prudence, and one with a warped mind is despised. Proverbs‬ ‭12:8‬ ‭NIV‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

Or another translations says:

In proportion to his prudence is a man to be praised, but the perverse in heart shall be an object of contempt. Proverbs 12:8 Rotherham

This morning, does my source of life originate from my understanding or my spirit? What an odd question that seems completely unrelated to this proverb. But let me connect the dots…

There are two people. Both have something to offer. Yet once they have delivered their goods they receive entirely different responses. One receives praise. The other, contempt. In this verse, the word for prudence carries the meaning of wisdom, insight, and inward knowledge. Something that has been learned from life experiences, contemplation, prayer, and the Holy Spirit. We need wisdom for life and when someone offers me something that hits the spot and meets a need, I am deeply thankful. But what is the source? Someone who has opened his heart to tangible, actionable, real-world wisdom from God. The Father has hidden something and this one has found it, then shared his treasure with me. Is it odd that I shower this person with appreciation and esteem? Of course not!

The perverse, on the other hand, experience a different result: contempt. The Hebrew word for perverse carries the meaning of a warped mind. Literally to crook, meaning to do amiss, bow down, make crooked, commit iniquity, pervert, to do perversely. It refers to an inward disposition — a perverse heart. It comes from something that has been twisted, bent in a way it was never intended. But the real identification of the perverse comes from the contemptuous response of the hearers. It doesn’t sound right. In fact its repulsive. Not just bad, but very bad. And the natural response is to despise and distance.

Solomon is speaking of two trees which have very different fruit. So how does this happen?

Connecting to my Father and His river of life combined with the good DNA he’s placed within me at my new birth produces good in me. So what happened to the other tree?

As I consider this I am feeling an empathy for the one whose life has taken him sideways or backwards. Like so many things, you may trace its origin back to the Garden. The temptation that the serpent offered to Eve stands in contrast to what the Father offered. Satan offered the hidden and secret that were off limits, claiming enlightenment if we only grasped it for ourselves. Yahweh offered life and peace, based in trust and obedience When coercing her to eat the forbidden fruit he said, “For God knows that in the day you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God knowing good and evil.” But what happened when Adam and Eve took the bait? They disconnected from the source of light and life. The very wisdom and insight they were promised (and had) was snatched from them. Yes, they now knew good and evil — God is good and Satan is definitely evil. But they were beguiled. They lost the connection to the life-giver. It’s like the internet signal was taken out or the power lines were cut. It’s dark and quiet.

From that day forward the mind of man was darkened. Is it any wonder that there are so many religions? So many wildly different views on a topic? Uncountable unstable and deranged people whose minds are twisted and warped? As I am reading my own words, I realize I must process them with my mind. Yet I’m fully aware that my mind is not the source of life, the Spirit is. My mind is only a tool and may not be trusted in and of itself. “Pure science” offers this temptation — offering answers to all of life’s questions — if we only have enough data and unbiased observers interpreting the data. Yet every person alive has walked in the darkness which originated from our first father Adam. And depending on the influences in our lives to which we have been exposed (completely outside of our control, by the way) we each have different degrees of alignment to both light and dark. Yet how do I personally regain the true goodness and prudence (using Solomon’s word) that God intended from the beginning? It is through an intentional connection with the light source. A DNA transplant within me that happens at my new birth. And daily it’s a choice I must make to return to trust of my Father — the thing that was broken in the Garden. The intentional feeding at his table, drinking from his streams. His body. His blood. His life in me. My mind and understanding will surely be fruitful, but that’s not where my source originates. It comes from His Spirit.

It’s no wonder how far men have journeyed into warped and unhelpful thinking. We see it every day. Yet real beauty, transformation, wisdom, life-changing fruit, comes from being nourished at my Father’s sources.

There are two choices, two trees, and two results. Prudence or perversity. Praise or contempt. My mind or my spirit. Doubt or trust. As far as I’m concerned, my source of life will be his Spirit.

The wicked are overthrown and are no more, but the house of the righteous will stand. Proverbs 12:7

I like how Rotherham translates this: Overthrown are the lawless and they are not…

It’s easy to read through the words about the lawless and think, “yeah, they get what’s coming to them” and move on. Yet for a lawless one to be overthrown means they are in a position that must be unseated. They are in power. It’s ironic that one who is lawless is in power — doesn’t the definition of being in power include subjugation and rule and law? Now it may not be a just law or fairly applied, but the fact is, they live a lie. What applies to others does not apply to them. Just because someone has authority and leadership today, doesn’t mean they are the picture of righteousness and goodness and that God has given them the place they have. We live in a fallen world and things are not always as they appear to be. Likewise, our adversary roams and romps for a season, he looks like “Lucifer” the shining one, but in reality he is “Diabolos” the one that is desperately accusing me every day. Although he’s had so many years to make his case against mankind, there will be a day that he and his kingdom are… no more.

Strongs Hebrew for overthrown means: to turn about or over; by implication, to change, overturn, or return. Whoever the wicked are, it’s like the Lord puts a shovel in the ground and turns the soil upside down. Whatever was growing is now buried. “Let’s start over and turn this earth under. Something new may grow in its place.”

The righteous do not always appear to be the picture of stability and longevity. We are not always the ones with the biggest house, or any house at all, the biggest portfolio of assets, or any material wealth at all, yet his words declared over me is that “I will stand.” The Hebrew word has a mixture of meaning and includes both taking a stand and enduring. The point being, I am here to stay. Contrasting the outward, the wicked looks at me an laughs! “But you do not look like you have any staying power. Who has the position, power, the advantage on earth now?” But the sons of the King have a promise, and it will not fail. I will stand. I will endure. I will be here when the boastful one is not. Mercy and justice will prevail, regardless of the outward appearances for the moment.

This proverb is simple, but profound. Things are not always as they appear, but the goodness of God will have the last say.

Proverbs 12:6 Words

The words of the wicked lie in wait for blood, But the mouth of the upright will deliver them. Proverbs‬ ‭12:6‬ ‭NASB‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

Or, the words of the wicked are, “lie in wait for blood” as though it is instruction to others.

I understand that people become what they choose. If I choose wickedness and that which serves me, I become wicked. If I choose goodness and that which honors God and others, I become upright. People did not start out wicked. Man was created perfectly, yet our innocence didn’t last long. We were enticed by an adversary who is the real wicked one. He constantly looks for opportunities to hurt, steal and kill. At the very beginning, he lurked in the Garden of Eden waiting to snare Adam. Once he ensured spiritual death, he wasted no time in pursuing Adam’s children. Cain heard his voice and followed his urging. Abel fell victim to someone who listened to the wicked one. How did this all happen? Words. So who is upright? There are many good men, but since that original man’s turn toward sin, Jesus became the first to live, and die, without blame. And he is the one that delivers us — our advocate, daily giving us a route of escape. Paul says:

Who is the one who condemns? Christ Jesus is He who died, yes, rather who was raised, who is at the right hand of God, who also intercedes for us. Romans‬ ‭8:34‬ ‭NASB‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

Therefore he is able to save completely those who come to God through him, because he always lives to intercede for them. Hebrews‬ ‭7:25‬ ‭NIV‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

When we were little many of us heard the saying, “Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Words, lobbed like a grenade with pin pulled, may not hurt my bones, but for a person who feels and relates to others, they can be devastating. I once worked with an English woman who was not a U.S. citizen, yet at election time she was enthusiastically encouraging others to vote. I asked, “Why are you doing this if you can’t vote?” She said, “If I can influence five people to vote how I would like them to, then I have done more than the person who casts a single ballot.” Words are powerful.

A word from my mouth is window into my heart. It’s difficult to hide what is there when I speak. The wicked wait for the weak, to prey upon, spoil, kill and discard. Add to that the kingdom principles encouraging me toward humility, being a servant of all, declaring “when I am weak I am strong,” and it’s easy to see that I have a target on my back. For those that want to serve themselves and take advantage of others — those out for blood — I am easy pickin’.

But the upright have the same access to words that the wicked do. Just as words kill, they also give life. Jesus said:

The Spirit gives life; the flesh counts for nothing. The words I have spoken to you—they are full of the Spirit and life. ‭‭John‬ ‭6:63‬ ‭NIV‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly. John‬ ‭10:10‬ ‭NASB‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

Does a fight really solve any disagreement? What value does a physical victory have if the heart and soul are unconvinced? Sticks and stones may take dominance over me temporarily, but the true fight is where the heart is. And that’s exactly where my adversary lands his blows. Yes, he likes the supremacy of death when it’s time, but until then, he is fighting me in heaven, accusing me daily before God, with words. It’s an accusation about me, my choices, my character, my motivation and values. Yet my advocate steps in — knowing that I am a work in progress. Jesus know I am on the right trajectory — and with words, unfolds my defense and delivers me. This powerful drama goes on daily, out of sight.

I love how this drama plays out. I struggle with the ups and downs of challenge, fail, then victory, rinse, repeat. But at the end of the age this courtroom drama reaches a crescendo and my choices bear fruit and finally a conclusion. The adversary gets kicked out of the courtroom. My advocate and his words win the case.

And there was war in heaven, Michael and his angels waging war with the dragon. The dragon and his angels waged war, and they were not strong enough, and there was no longer a place found for them in heaven. And the great dragon was thrown down, the serpent of old who is called the devil and Satan, who deceives the whole world; he was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him. Then I heard a loud voice in heaven, saying, “Now the salvation, and the power, and the kingdom of our God and the authority of His Christ have come, for the accuser of our brethren has been thrown down, he who accuses them before our God day and night. And they overcame him because of the blood of the Lamb and because of the word of their testimony, and they did not love their life even when faced with death. For this reason, rejoice, O heavens and you who dwell in them. Woe to the earth and the sea, because the devil has come down to you, having great wrath, knowing that he has only a short time.” ‭‭Revelation‬ ‭12:7-12‬ ‭NASB‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

What was the war about? What allowed the adversary to have the many, many years access to God? What brought about the conclusion?


That sounds arrogant. But the words that had trapped me, waiting for my blood and my demise now have a response. The advocate, and his angels, have the final say.

The plans of the righteous are just, but the advice of the wicked is deceitful. Proverbs 12:5 NIV

Plans, or thoughts, from Strongs also means: cunning work, curious work, imagination, invented, means, purpose, thought. There are times, and today is one of them, that I question my plans — the way that I am thinking or evaluating a situation. When I do this, I feel uncertainty. When I don’t, I feel confidence. Since feeling confidence is a good thing, should I stop questioning? Yet whose thought process is perfect? And which thought is the crumbling stone that part of my home is built upon (and I experience situations that make me feel as though I teeter)? I recognize that headstrong confidence is not the goal, but rather learning, knowing, being teachable, and being able to be corrected. These things have a higher value to me.

Then I read this proverb which declares that my plans or thoughts are just. The Hebrew indicates just or right in a legal sense — as pronounced by the law, or judge. They are headed in the right direction. For those plans that are not, my Father will address them. But the overwhelming bulk of them are built on honoring my God. Loving him first. Allowing my life to be exposed to his presence, his thought, his scrutiny, and his correction. Also, the people of God provide a good sounding board as well… not perfect, but good.

On the other hand, the counsel or advice (steerage with ropes) of the wicked is deceit. The goal they seek is the result, not the journey. There is higher value in manipulating the facts, the truth, the circumstances in order to achieve a “higher good.” And to one who has little regard for morals or my Father, “higher” is always a self-based, self-proceeding judgment about situational ethics and self-serving goodness — with a heavy emphasis on me.

There are two paths, righteous or wicked. There are two motivations, justice or deceit. Yes or no. Black or white. Good or bad. Not all situations are framed up this clearly, but in the end, I must make a choice — and I have. Now I trust that my plans are just, good, and guided by my Father.

A wife of noble character is her husband’s crown, but a disgraceful wife is like decay in his bones. Proverbs‬ ‭12:4‬ ‭NIV‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

or a more literal translation:

A virtuous [strong, worthy, capable] woman is the crown of her husband [owner], but a veritable decay in the bones is she that causes shame. Proverbs 12:4 Rotherham

Virtuous, noble, worthy — all deep and descriptive words of someone who has incredible character. Character is something built decision by decision, choice by choice. With a laser focus on something other than oneself.

Being male or female, husband or wife, owner or property is irrelevant. They are roles I am given. Yet the person I become is the differentiator. There are deep biases and differences that society, culture, and history has projected over gender roles, and this Proverb understandably reflects that. Yet, without going into the whys, if I am willing to work with Solomon’s frame of reference, there is something incredible to be understood in this proverb.

A husband and wife have become one. A unit. A team. One heart, mind, and flesh. With mutual respect that runs deep and honor that punctuates every interaction, the success of one is the success of the other. It takes two to succeed. Yet if the man is a failure, the woman is a failure. If he succeeds, she succeeds. They are together. Interwoven. Reflective of each other. If I desire to reflect only myself, my energy and motivation fall off very quickly. But if I determine to help another represent well, my motivation isn’t about me, it’s about serving another.

No matter how high up the food chain of power and authority I go, the higher I am, the more responsibility I have to serve. For reasons I know, and many I don’t, God has placed man as the lead in a husband and wife team. Positioning a woman underneath the leadership of her husband simply means that he has the weightier responsibility of self-sacrificing service to his family — if a distinction must be made. Of all leaders who have walked the earth, who has had more authority and power than Jesus? Yet, it is He that washed his disciples feet and modeled what it means to become a servant of all in his house.

I laugh and am completely taken with the way my God works. He is hidden and plays hide and seek with us often. For those who stop their frantic pace long enough to play along with him, he hides in things and places that we often would not look nor pay much attention. Man looks at the big, strong and powerful. Yet God may often be found in the small, frail and weak. The places we’d miss. Overlooked. Out of sight. Women will often take a position like this and at times don’t mind doing so. Let the man take the stage because the strength integral to him is his wife. And for those whose wife is a leader… vice versa. We’re talking about one who may be overlooked, dismissed, in the shadows — and yet is not offended by it.

So what’s the take-away?

Service, excellence, and virtue — these are traits that every one of God’s people may choose to excel within. They reflect the very blessing and benefit that He has heaped upon me. My wife, her empathy and thoughtfulness for others, her desire for my success, her meekness and littleness, her industriousness, her authenticity and transparency are everything that I want to embody toward my savior. She is my example. And somehow when I look at her, I see Jesus in the flesh. He is staring back at me. Jesus in my wife is daily a reminder to me of his faithfulness, intimacy, is desire is toward me. He blesses and loves me constantly. In response, I can hardly imagine anything better than to return to her selfless love — something I have a long ways to go before I’m there. But I will try.

There is not much need to discuss the woman who causes shame… I believe we all have plenty of examples of this. It’s easy to be self serving. Self-focused. Wanting to promote myself. A person who behaves badly toward her own flesh (her husband, employer, children, family) is doing so from a foundational position of shame, unworthiness, and ironically — feeling entitled. When she hurts her husband, she hurts herself. Solomon calls it “decay in his bones.” A disease from within. But show me how to help another succeed and this is where life is.

Proverbs 31 is coming where there are many verses that dives deeper on what it means to be a virtuous woman. But for now, this woman is the crown — the means of ruling, and the cause of honor to the one to whom she is joined.