I have been married for over twenty years. In those twenty years it seems nearly every significant fight with my wife could be traced back to some stupid, innocuous, or downright ridiculous statement. I have also grown to understand the amount of warfare that intensifies as we (the True Pursuit Team) come up to a weekend of ministry. That was why I found myself picking dandelions out of my yard on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, when I would rather have been smoking a cigar. Let me explain . . .
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It was only 4 days until this year’s spring retreat began, so I was on “high alert” for spiritual warfare and that voice in my head that wants to pick a fight with my wife over something benign. Thus, when all her stress about trying to complete the current school year well (she’s a middle school teacher), while also preparing to be the lead teacher at a new school next year bubbled over, she began ranting about the dandelions in the yard. “We spent thousands of dollars to have that sod laid just last year” and “You have to get them out here to fix the problem”. Finally, she picked up a hand trowel and began pulling them out – ONE AT A TIME! I admit, I threw my hands up and went inside.
Once inside, I put it all together.
It was about feeling stressed and out of control. Picking the dandelions was something she could control. Then I felt a distinct nudge in my heart that said, “Go help her. Let he know you care enough to work alongside her, and not let her do this alone.” I knew immediately that the nudge was from the spirit, so I went outside, grabbed a hand trowel of my own, and began pulling out dandelions – one at a time. Shortly after we were all done, she came over and gave me a hug and said, “I’m sorry I was so upset. Everything just felt out of control, and pulling the dandelions was something I could control.” 🙂 And while she never said it, her sigh and her hug told me that she was glad that she didn’t have to do it alone.
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And I was glad that she didn’t either. And that we had grown enough to be able to know what one another needed – to fight against the spiritual attack – and to fight FOR one another. It’s been a long road – and I wouldn’t trade any part of it. I am full of gratitude for where we are – no matter how hard it was to get here.
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