This calling to church plant makes for a unique partnership between a husband and a wife. The church planter's wife must not only whole-heartedly affirm her husband's calling, but she must also carry it as her own. Without her constant partnership and joyful assistance, his ministry cannot and will not persist.
It is a "together" calling.
In difficult seasons, I have sought ways to excuse myself from this together calling. I try to convince myself that this is Kyle's calling, his ministry, and that I can do as I like. Or I fight for my rights, my reputation, and my own (separate) respect. When I am walking separate from our together calling, I grow frustrated that his job requires too much from me.
My calling isn't to my husband, although helping him is a large part of it. My calling is to God, and church planting is what He's given me, too. My role looks so much different than my husband's, but it is just as real and just as vital to our together calling.
My calling isn't fueled by my husband. It is fueled by God. I cannot rely on my husband to give me wings for ministry, nor can I ride on his faith coattails. My ministry comes out of this consistent pursuit of God; without it I cannot properly fulfill my part of the together calling.
I cannot properly fulfill my calling as a helpmate to my husband when I fight against what God has asked him to do, and what He has so obviously asked me to do too. When I walk separate from the together calling, I carry around my uncrucified flesh, self-pity, and pride instead of releasing myself to the Lord. But oh how my husband, my children, and my church need a woman submitted to the together calling and who passionately pursues the Lord.
Between the scribe who has read and the prophet who has seen there is a difference as wide as the sea. We are today overrun with orthodox scribes, but the prophets, where are they? The hard voice of the scribe sounds over evangelicalism, but the church waits for the tender voice of the saint who has penetrated the veil and has gazed with inward eye upon the Wonder that is God. --A.W. Tozer
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