“I’m not you,” Honey said as she sipped her morning coffee. “It’s great that you have a passion to change cities, such as San Francisco, but that’s not for me. I don’t want that demonic principality stomping all over me.”
I shrugged. “Well, sudden death also means sudden glory, right?” A gentle cliche sometimes (not always) helps in a disagreement with Honey.
“Yeah, sudden death sudden glory – right!” she said. “I’m just like the Church. I’m selfish and I only care about me.” She shook her head.
As you can see, my number one fan periodically disagrees with me.
Now, why didn’t the Lord hitch me up to a mate who would at the drop of my hat, jump on her faithful charger, pick up her lance and gallop off to joust with demonic principalities in far-off cities while shouting, “Hi Ho Silver” over her shoulder at family and friends?
Two words will suffice here: death and timing.
Death. The Lord gave me the vision about certain West Coast cities, not her. It is my responsibility to die daily for it.
Timing. Marital government, like the church, is not supposed to be based on democratic votes or dictatorial edicts, but rather, on consensus. And consensus only comes via agreement. ..and this takes time.
Thus, when we finally reach agreement on this issue, I will be a lot deader than I am right now and it will be the proper timing for us to move forward.
REMEMBER: It is the Lord’s responsibility to make a calling and vision come to pass and He is well able to change all parties involved in the plan.
Swimming Upstream appears at this blog site on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. It’s a little of this and a little of that, all written to encourage and exhort believers in their Christian journeys.