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
Ephesians 5 catches a lot of flack, primarily from those hailing from feminist perspectives. It brings up that dreaded s word — submission. But there’s an unstated s word written between these ancient lines of text — support. If my husband is the head of the body, I am the legs he stands on. I support the weight of his dreams, my heart beating along to the rhythm of his hands at work hammering out a sliver of heavenly kingdom by God’s glorious grace.
Support reinforces, strengthens that which it holds up by adding its own properties. Just because I am the support of my husband and his ministry endeavors does not mean I am weak or lesser than. I am a vital component to the man and his work. I can, respectfully and prayerfully, offer what I have to the swirling concrete of mixing ideas and melding dreams. I trust God to guide, to inspire, to lead the craftsman who interprets Biblical blueprints and sweats beads of self in surrender to His will. I’ll see the tools I’ve placed on the table pulled out at the precise time they’re called for. And, I’ll see, ever so slowly a firm foundation begin to set — dreams fulfilled and life well-lived. I’ll thank God I got to be the legs he stood on.