Handmaiden's Joy

Not Only "What Would Jesus Do?"




My son, Josh (left), and friends.



There's alot of meanness going on.

And I am not referring to the world.

Sadly, there is often no more love to be found inside the church walls than outside them.  Which is why I think we should stress not only, "What Would Jesus Do?", but
"HOW Would Jesus Do it?"

When you look at the attitudes of some Christians against sinners, and you compare it to what we know of the way Jesus walked on this earth, you'll find little similarity.  Folks, when Jesus walked this earth He was criticized for loving sinners.  He ate with sinners.  He hung out with sinners.  Most of the harsh words He spoke was not to sinners, but to those who thought themselves better than sinners.   And before you tell me He only spent time with sinners in order to "convert" them, let me assure you I don't believe that for a second.  The Jesus I know doesn't make "projects" out of people.  From what I know of our Lord, He is truly interested in people and in their lives.  I believe He totally had a relationship with these... gasp... sinners, which is why they couldn't resist Him.

Before I go on, I'd like to make it understood that when I refer to "sinners", I mean ALL sinners, even those already saved by the grace of God, but for one reason or another are still committing sins... like baby Christians, or Christians who have lost their way.  It is horrible to turn people off from the Lord who do not know Him and might not ever again find Him, but it is almost just as horrible to further injure a sick or baby Christian with your harsh, hateful judgementalism.

Jesus looked at people with love... all people.  He rarely criticized, and when He did, He spoke only the words given to Him by the Father (John 12:49; John 14:10).  If JESUS didn't even speak rebuke to sinners unless it was given to Him by the Father, why do we think we are qualified to go about calling people out on their sins in His name?

We were not put in this world to judge people.  We were put here to love.  Yes... there is wrong in the world.  Yes... we have a responsibility to teach truth, but there is a time and place for everything.  To run amok "teaching truth" outside of the Holy Spirit is like a toddler running about trying to help his mother cook dinner, more of a hindrance than a help.  We truly must make sure the words we speak are from the Lord, especially a rebuke.  Otherwise, the sinner's heart is not ready to receive the words we speak and we have just done more harm than good... caused them to move further away from God rather than closer.

We are only responsible for what the Lord gives us to say... nothing more, nothing less.  If you feel you simply MUST say something to that young lady in the back row with the low-cut blouse, then get yourself some duct tape and place it firmly over your mouth until you can get your tongue under control.  If you have to wonder if the words you wish to speak are of yourself or of God, then it is probably best to use my motto... when in doubt, shut up.  God is a big God.  He is well able to make Himself plain.  If He wants you to say something badly enough, He will make sure you know what it is you are to say.

I know this blog seems harsh.  It has been building inside me for quite some time.  But when your life is shared with outcast teenagers who tell you story after story of the garbage "Christians" have spouted in the name of Jesus, there is no other way to react.  It simply makes me want to vomit.  Those "well-meaning" folks who hurt these kids went on with their lives, blissfully unaware of what they'd done.  I'm sure they felt good and righteous as they walked away,,, but they left carnage in their wake.  What a terrible shame. 

My daughter cries like a baby every time it happens (and it does happen way too often).  She says, "Mom, they might never understand how much Jesus loves them because all these people keep telling them this junk."  I don't know what to say to them.  I am ashamed to be associated with these "moral police".  I just keep telling them that Jesus loves them... that yes, Jesus will listen to them when they pray... yes, He will save them... He wanted to save them so badly, He willingly died a horrible death to make it possible, not just for clean-cut "churched" kids, but for them. For mixed-up young men who continuously make bad decisions.  For confused teenage girls never taught that beauty comes from within rather than the flaunting of their physical attributes.  For the angry son rejected by his biological father.  For the young lady barely more than a child who is suddenly expecting a child of her own.  For all of them... for all of us.

Jesus said, "Come unto Me, ALL ye that labor and are heavy laden and I will give ye rest."  Jesus loves them all.  Shouldn't we love them, too?






Handmaiden's Joy - Biblical Womanhood 
...be it unto me according to Thy word...


What is Hospitality?





When many of us think of hospitality, our minds flit to pictures in magazines of beautiful, well-attended homes... tables set with matching plates and linens, a barbeque grill set up around the pool, or other such modern images of "entertainment". However, anyone who has thrown such a party knows that it takes work... alot of work... to pull off and thus, does not happen as often as we'd like.

Yet the Bible tell us in many places that we should offer hospitality.. that we should even be given to hospitality (Romans 12:13). What does that word "given" mean? According to Strong's, it means to "follow after" or "press toward". But that seems an impossibility, right? I mean, really, in today's day and age who has time to entertain all the time?

When I was younger, I was uncomfortable with guests. I have never been the best housekeeper, and if everything wasn't in its place I wasn't in the mood for guests, even kids my children wanted to bring home with them. On the other hand, I was uncomfortable telling people (even kids) they couldn't come to my home. It didn't sit well with me, having come from a family "given to hospitality", but I would just shrug and ask "How did Mom & Mamaw do it?" (My grandmother lived with our family from the time I was five.)

After all, my entire childhood was filled with people in and out of our house... some visiting... some visiting indefinitely. I can't even remember a time as a child when someone outside our immediate family wasn't living with us, often occupying the couch for months at a time. Not too long ago, I visited my mother & grandmother, who still live together three hours away, and while we were standing in the kitchen, some strange guy walked up the steps, got something out of the refrigerator, and walked back down, closing the door behind him.

"Who was that?" I asked, since the dude hadn't even glanced our way.

Mom waved her hand at the door where he had just disappeared. "Oh, that's just Smoky. He lives in the basement."

That's all she said.. lol! I just shook my head. Folks are STILL moving in with Mom and Mamaw. (Smoky happened to be a friend of my brothers-in-law who was down on his luck and needed a place to stay.)

I will say that even though my mother and grandmother are both widows and live "alone", they are never lonely or without care.  Along with their own family, people visit them all the time.  One of the now grown men they took in as a teenager lives nearby.  He checks in on them every day & does whatever heavy work they have.  On Valentine's & Mother's Day, their table is filled with candy & flowers.  Folks love my mother and grandmother.  They truly are reaping the harvest of what they have sown for so many years.

But I digress.  Back to the question, "How did Mom & Mamaw do it?"  When I finally thought about it... really thought about it... I realized they didn't do anything at all except love people enough to share what they had.  They never decorated or cooked up a special meal.  Their plates didn't match and we certainly didn't have any fine silver.  We didn't even have a pool (though we loved our old charcoal grill).  My mom, dad, & grandmother just opened the door to whomever stood outside and invited them inside to share in their lives.

Once that realization was made, hospitality became easier for me.  Not easy, mind you, because I am a highly co-dependent person (meaning I have a great need for people to like me and hold me in high esteem), but over time I have learned to relax, take off the mask, and let people into my home to see me as I truly am.

Everyone who knows me will tell you I'm inconsistent.  I am not a great housekeeper.  I spend too much time on the computer.  I have alot of faults.  But that doesn't seem to matter at all to the dozens of teenagers who spend much of their time here (and have for several years).  They feel comfortable enough that they don't knock when they come to the door (I tell them to come on in; otherwise, I'd be up and down answering the door all day long).  If they're hungry, they find themselves something to eat.  If they're sleepy, they lie down and take a nap.  They feel at home here.  Most of them call me "Mom".

I believe I have found the key to hospitality:  along with the willingness to share your home and resources, the ability to give up all your pretentions... to be who you are and nothing more and give people the chance to love you despite your imperfections. 


Handmaiden's Joy - Biblical Womanhood 
...be it unto me according to Thy word...


Beating the Tar Out of Fibromyalgia





Okay, I'm not sure if some of you have ever heard the hillbilly expression "beating the tar" out of something, so I will explain. To beat the tar out of something means you are determined to win, relentlessly trying to do it harm. That's the way I feel about fibromyalgia & I think I'm on the right track.

I decided to write some of my strategy down after seeing all the comments on a friend's Facebook post on fibromyalgia. It seems that fibromyalgia is still beating the tar out of alot of really nice people, and that makes me sad. Now, I would never claim that I've won the battle with this horrible disease, but I can definitely say beyond a shadow of a doubt that I have learned to minimize its awful effects on my body. And I am still in hopes of beating it plumb out of my system (plumb=totally in hillbilly speak).

My philosophy is very easy. I try to never put anything into my mouth or on my body that I can't pronounce. If I don't know what it is, I don't want to eat it. And if you put it on your body, you might as well eat it.

As you might expect, eating healthy is much more time consuming and expensive than just going along on the fake stuff the food industry wants to feed us. Much of my life centers around food, I admit, but the results are such that I can't go back to living any other way. I can't even imagine how awful it would be to go back to lying on the couch all day, getting depressed, neglecting my family.... fibromyalgia is just an awful disease and I will do whatever I can to defeat it.

So if I were once again just beginning, here's what I would do. I would examine my diet (and my family's diet) to determine where the greatest impact could be made in regards to food. We drink alot of milk, so we began by buying organic milk. We eat alot of bread, and since organic bread is very expensive, I learned how to make homemade bread using organic flour. (I really, really, REALLY want a grain mill, but that is another post.) We did some research and learned which vegetables have the most pesticides in them, and the ones we use the most we try to buy organic or grow at home.

Go off of any sodas. If you have fibromyalgia & want to get better, just forget about the soda you can buy in the store. If you must have soda, look into fermenting it yourself. I haven't tried it yet, but am told it is delicious and nutritious as well.

Take a look at your drinking water. Fluoride is quite possibly a major problem. The set of symptoms that is called "fibromyalgia" in the United States, is called "Fluorine Poisoning" in several other countries.

Avoid refined sugars. The process used to refine this, at least, semi-healthy substance turns it into poison. If you must have sugar, use the organic kind. Better yet, use raw honey, molasses, or real maple syrup.

Ditto refined white flour. If you must have white flour, use unbleached whole grain flour or flour made from winter white wheat.

Take a look at your oils. They need to be expeller pressed, not extracted with hexane, another poisonous substance.

I know this is all very overwhelming. Just start slow and move forward. As you begin to feel better and learn more and more to incorporate into your life, the good effects will snowball and pretty soon you'll notice a huge difference in your quality of life. I will try from time to time to post strategies and recipes that I have learned.

Hope, by the way, is a great healer in itself. I hope I have at least given you that.

Blessings & Happy fighting!



Handmaiden's Joy - Biblical Womanhood 
...be it unto me according to Thy word...


What Does Reverence Mean?





Nevertheless let every one of you in particular so love his wife
even as himself; and the wife see that she reverence her husband
...Ephesians 5:33


Most of us are familiar with Ephesians 5:33... "let the wife see that she reverence her husband", and most of us have been told that scripture means we are to "respect" our husbands. In the NIV translation of the Bible it is even translated "respect". The problem is that the word that was translated "reverence" by the King James Version has a much deeper meaning than "respect" as we know it today.

 Since the Greek word used in this verse is phobeo, and it is the same word used to describe the utter awe the disciples felt for Jesus when He commanded the wind and waves to be still, I believe it is much more than just respect, especially as known in our culture today.

 In Ephesians 5, the scriptures repeatedly compare the husband and wife relationship in a marriage to the relationship between Christ and the Church: wives are to submit to their husbands as unto the Lord (Eph. 5:22), the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is head of the Church, (Eph. 5:23), the wife is subject to the husband and the Church to Christ (Eph. 5:24), and the husband is to love his wife, cleanse, nourish and cherish her as Christ the Church (Eph. 5:25-29). So it stands to reason that even in reverence we are to look to the Christ/Church relationship as an example.

 If the Lord were in the room, would we make belittling jokes about Him? Neither should we do so to our husbands. If Christ were present, would we cut off His words and/or finish His sentences for Him? Somehow I doubt that we would. Why? Because we reverence Him. We'd be in total awe. I think we'd be doing well to still be able to speak in His presence.

 Now I know it is unrealistic to have that kind of reverence for another human being, even our husbands, but we can have that kind of reverence for the authority that is given to him by the Lord. We should be careful how we speak to him and how we speak about him, (especially in front of our children), and we should never, ever make him the butt of a joke.

 We should listen when he speaks and place great importance on what he says to us. We should let our admiration for him show, especially in public. Since his authority is given to him by the Lord Himself, we should treat our husband with deference and yes... even awe.




Handmaiden's Joy - Biblical Womanhood 
...be it unto me according to Thy word...


Appalachia is Rich Where it Truly Counts






It was bound to happen.

It's been stewing for two or three days now.  I expected it... really... and sure 'nuff, this morning it happened.

I woke up on my soapbox.

My sister called me a few nights ago and told me to turn my tv to a program by Diane Sawyer being aired on ABC.  Seems they were doing a documentary on Appalachian children... poor little snot nosed things.

My sister was obviously offended and it only took me a few minutes to be right there with her.  Where in the world did they find so many kids with dirty faces?  They must have searched and searched.  Or maybe they just set up their cameras wherever they heard the joyful squeals of children swinging on vines and rolling down the hills of Appalachia.  That would make a child pretty dirty.  But I'll bet they really had to work to get those happy expressions off of their faces.

The documentary pulled out all the old stereotypes.  Not much originality there.  They simply perpetuated the myth that all the folks in Appalachia are dirt poor, uneducated, incestuous, drug-addicted losers.

Oh!  I take that back.  They did come up with one I'd never heard before.  It seems that Appalachian folks have such bad teeth (oh really?) because they drink too much... get this... Mountain Dew!  Truly!  They really said that!  ROFL!  If t'weren't fer us ig-nert mountain folk, Mountain Dew might go plum out of bizness!

What really irritates me, I guess, is not the ignorance, but the sheer arrogance of those city folk who come in and tell us how miserable we are... or should be.  They tell us that we're poor so we must be unhappy.  They tell us our standard of living is substandard, whatever that means.  They are the ones who really know how to live and thank the good Lord, they're here to show us how.  PUH-LEESE.

What those folks fail to understand is that Appalachia is rich... truly, truly wealthy.  Maybe not in the world's estimate, but when it comes to the true riches... baby, we've got 'em.  Close families, strong faith, happy kids with the mountain playground in their backyard.... what could be better?

Ms. Sawyer showed us a scene of a few women sitting out on a porch swing with a few kids.  The porch was piled up with old junk, none of the women had on makeup or fancy clothes, and of course, the kids were dirty.  But they were singing an old hymn, and it was the sweetest sound.  I'd choose to be there ANYDAY over a stuffy old formal living room with Ms. Sawyer and her cronies.  The mountain scenery is just beautiful and nothing can match its peacefulness, not even Ms. Sawyer's well-manicured lawn & gardens. 

And Ms. Sawyer really showed her ignorance when she commented on the words to the hymn... I am dreaming of a mansion...  She seemed to believe the women were dreaming of moving from the mountains to a mansion here on earth.  What boloney! 

(Psst... Diane, dear, they were singing about Heaven, not a place here on earth.  What they have here on earth is already as close to Heaven as it gets.)

What I don't understand is what is wrong with Ms. Sawyer herself, since I am told she's from the mountains.  Like Ms. Sawyer, I am from the mountains, and like her again, I moved away several years ago.  The difference is that my heart is still in the mountains.  I still identify myself as "mountain folk".  How could one grow up in such a beautiful environment and not long to return?

Giving her the benefit of the doubt, I think she really was trying to help.  Appalachian folks will mostly not deny that there is a drug problem, and money (or the lack thereof) is a problem for many.  I just wish she'd open her eyes to the true wealth of the area in which she spent her childhood years.  Until she does, I really feel sorry for her.  SHE is living in poverty.

Maybe we should take up a collection for her.



Handmaiden's Joy - Biblical Womanhood 
...be it unto me according to Thy word...


And Still She Couldn't Read...






A few days ago while I was out with my daughter, she asked me to buy her a bookcase.  A few days before that, I'd bought her a $10.00 book, and just before that, a $17.00 book.  Whew!  This reading thing can get expensive.

But I am so thankful.

You see, now she's 15 years old and loves to read.... devours 800 page books without blinking an eye and then begs for more... but it hasn't always been that way.  I can remember a time when I thought the child would never learn to read.  

We tried all the popular reading curricula.  We forced the issue.  We didn't force the issue.  We tried to make it fun.  We exercised her work ethic.  She cried.  We cried.  We argued.  We prayed.  We whined to everybody who would listen.  None of it did any good.  Still she couldn't read.  She hated to read.  She scored in the 10th and 15th percentile on every standardized test because she just couldn't read.

We knew she was smart.  We'd seen evidence of that since she was a baby.  (Or were we as parents imagining things?)  She had decent genetics... her parents were reasonably smart people.  (Or did we just think we were?)  She had a dedicated mother and teacher.  (Ah... maybe THAT was the problem.)  Why couldn't our daughter learn to read?  Why, at the age of 7 and 8, was she still struggling with the simplest books while other children read circles around her at the age of 4?

Thank God for Raymond and Dorothy Moore!  Just as I was getting ready to despair of her ever becoming a decent reader, I happened upon an old cassette tape featuring a Focus on the Family interview with the couple many consider homeschool heroes.  I have never been so relieved in my life as when I heard them explain that some children's brains are not ready to read at the age of 3 or 4, or even 5 or 6.  Some children are 7 or 8, or even 9 or 10, before they are able to learn to read.

Such was the case with my daughter.  I'd say she was a good solid ten years old before she began to read fairly well.  I remember she finally found a book series that actually interested her... Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events... and we bought them all faithfully.  Then one evening when she was around 12, she found herself bored and finished with her latest book and asked to borrow one of mine.  I gave her a book of historical Christian Women's Fiction and she loved it!  She devoured that and the two others in the series.  And the rest is history. 

Having a child who cannot read can be one of the hardest things for a homeschooling parent, especially one who lacks confidence in her ability to teach her children at home.  But what if that same child was in a public or other traditional school?  Why would we think that a school teacher charged with the education of 25 to 30 children would be willing/able to take the time to work with one struggling child?  (Even if the child has a reading disability, I still firmly believe a parent is the best to teach them, after themselves having learned the best method.)  If my daughter had been in public schools, I fear she would have been placed in a "slow learner's" class where she would only have learned to believe she was... well... a slow learner.  Instead, she learned to read at home at her own pace and in her own way, her self-confidence unscathed, and she now does it well... very well.  If she'd been allowed to believe she was a slow learner, would she have ever learned to read?  Or more importantly, learned to LOVE to read?  Somehow I don't think so.



Handmaiden's Joy - Biblical Womanhood 
...be it unto me according to Thy word...


The Beauty of Submission






One of the most ugly characteristics of a marriage that is not set up according to Holy Scriptures is the power struggle that almost inevitably occurs between the husband and the wife. Whenever their wants or desires clash, as they are often wont to do, a childish game is played out. Who will get their way? Who will have to give in? The arguments and manipulations that ensue can, and often do, wreck even the strongest of marriages.

Many women would argue that submission to a husband is one-sided… he always gets his way… he automatically wins all the arguments… that it is terribly unfair to the wife. But those would be women who are ignorant of the peaceful inner workings of a marriage that is set up according to the Holy Scriptures.

Women who have surrendered their will to the Lord's, who have made the commitment to submit to their husbands regardless of the personal cost to themselves, have discovered a most surprising and beautiful reward in submission…

…for the husband of a wife truly committed to submission suddenly loathes to make her unhappy. While before he would have dug in his heels and resisted any effort she made to change his mind, now he openly seeks her opinion and most often will do anything in his power to please her, willingly and cheerfully giving up his own will when it is at all possible. He is most often gentle when he disagrees with her, and willing to discuss the reasons behind his decisions, listening to her input with an open heart. Rather than becoming a rampaging bully as one might expect, the opposite takes place. He becomes a compassionate leader with an open heart to the needs and desires of his wife.

Arguments become rare. There is peace in the home. The wife is cherished. The husband is respected. The marriage is strong.

That is the beauty of submission.

 




Handmaiden's Joy - Biblical Womanhood 
...be it unto me according to Thy word...


Silvia







This is Silvia, our sponsored child from Nicaragua. (Not sure how well you can see her since this is a picture of a picture that wasn't very good to begin with.)

Silvia came into our lives about a year ago when Krista went to a concert at Southern Acres Christian Church and she found this little girl's picture on one of the tables. Then she called and nagged us to death until we came down there and signed up to become a World Vision sponsor.

I can't tell you how much joy it has brought to our family being able to sponsor and correspond with this little girl's family. I am always surprised at how close she is to my thoughts and how much I am able to care for a child I've never met in person.

In this picture she is wearing a twirl skirt and tee shirt I made her for Christmas. It is such a blessing to be able to make a difference in not only her life but the rest of her family's as well.

If you want to do something that brings alot of joy and fulfillment for only a small amount of money a month ($30), then go to www.worldvision.org and prayerfully sponsor a child.

I promise you won't regret it.




Handmaiden's Joy - Biblical Womanhood 
...be it unto me according to Thy word...


Women in Scriptures






A foolish woman is clamorous: she is simple, and knoweth nothing ...Proverbs 9:13


A gracious woman retaineth honour: and strong men retain riches ...Proverbs 11:16


As a jewel of gold in a swine's snout, so is a fair woman which is without discretion ...Proverbs 11:22


A virtuous woman is a crown to her husband: but she that maketh ashamed is as rottenness in his bones ...Proverbs 12:4


Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands ...Proverbs 14:1


Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar. She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens. She considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard. She girdeth her loins with strength, and strengtheneth her arms. She perceiveth that her merchandise is good: her candle goeth not out by night. She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff. She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy. She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet. She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple. Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land. She maketh fine linen, and selleth it; and delivereth girdles unto the merchant. Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates. ...Proverbs 31:10-31


And the woman which hath an husband that believeth not, and if he be pleased to dwell with her, let her not leave him ...1 Corinthians 7:13


But I would have you know, that the head of every man is Christ; and the head of the woman is the man; and the head of Christ is God ...1 Corinthians 11:3


But if a woman have long hair, it is a glory to her: for her hair is given her for a covering ...1 Corinthians 11:15


In like manner also, that women adorn themselves in modest apparel, with shamefacedness and sobriety; not with broided hair, or gold, or pearls, or costly array; But (which becometh women professing godliness) with good works ... 1 Timothy 2:9-10


I will therefore that the younger women marry, bear children, guide the house, give none occasion to the adversary to speak reproachfully ...1 Timothy 5:14


The aged women likewise, that they be in behaviour as becometh holiness, not false accusers, not given to much wine, teachers of good things;  That they may teach the young women to be sober, to love their husbands, to love their children, To be discreet, chaste, keepers at home, good, obedient to their own husbands, that the word of God be not blasphemed ...Titus 2:3-5


For after this manner in the old time the holy women also, who trusted in God, adorned themselves, being in subjection unto their own husbands: Even as Sara obeyed Abraham, calling him lord: whose daughters ye are, as long as ye do well, and are not afraid with any amazement. ...1 Peter 3:5-6


Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. 
For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body. Therefore as the church is subject unto

Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing. ...Ephesians 5:22-24


Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as it is fit in the Lord. ...Colossians 3:18


Likewise, ye wives, be in subjection to your own husbands; that, if any obey not the word, they also may without the word be won by the conversation of the wives; While they behold your chaste conversation coupled with fear. Whose adorning let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel; But let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price. For after this manner in the old time the holy women also, who trusted in God, adorned themselves, being in subjection unto their own husbands: Even as Sara obeyed Abraham, calling him lord: whose daughters ye are, as long as ye do well, and are not afraid with any amazement. ...1 Peter 3:1-6




Handmaiden's Joy - Biblical Womanhood 
...be it unto me according to Thy word...


Mutual Submission?



You might very well have heard, especially in this day and time, that the Bible says for a husband and a wife to submit to each other, but you should know this is another attempt by a feminist society to infiltrate the church. It is part of what is called the "Egalitarian Theory", which is a belief based almost solely on one verse in the Bible:

 Submitting yourselves one to another in the fear of God... Ephesians 5:21

 "Aha!" they say. "There we have it! We are to submit to each other. Mutual submission!"

 What they fail (or refuse) to see is that Ephesians chapter 5 continues. Ephesians 5:21 makes a sort of introduction... a topic sentence, so to speak... and then it goes on to tell us how we are to submit:

 Wives submit to your husbands (Ephesians 5:22)

 Children obey your parents (Ephesians 6:1)

 Slaves obey your masters (Ephesians 6:5)

 Remember, there were no chapters or verses in the Bible. It was all one text. Paul began his thought by saying we should submit to each other, and then he explained the correct order (or chain of command) in which we are to submit.

 No one argues that a parent should submit to their children, and it is ludicrous that a master would submit to their slaves. They do argue, however, that the Greek word used to describe a child's or a slave's obedience (hupakouo) is different than the word used to describe a wife's submission to their husband (hupatasso). Why this matters I do not know since both mean being under the authority of another, but just for the sake of argument, I'd like to point out that the word hupakouo IS used in example as to how a wife is to obey her husband in 1 Peter 3:6.

 Add that to the fact that a wife's submission to her husband is reiterated in Titus 2:5 and Colossians 3:18, I have a hard time understanding how any case could be made for mutual submission.

 




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...be it unto me according to Thy word...