Okay, so I won't subject all of you (heck, I don't even know most of you) to the pain inherent in the title of this post, so you can thank me if you ever get to know me. In any case, the more silent member of this little country has decided to post not because he has anything important, brilliant, or witty to say, but rather to momentarily anesthetize himself to the aforementioned pain. Why am I in grad school again?
Today's musings are brought to you by the bastardized phrase "spiritual leader." As previously mentioned (albeit indirectly) by the lady of the land, things have been more than a bit crazy over the last couple of weeks. These happenings have caused me to ask myself for the nth time what it means to be a spiritual leader. My interpretation of scripture passages such as 1 Cor. 11 and Eph. 5 would lead me to believe that as the husband, I have certain responsibilities of headship (particularly spiritual headship) in our family.
Before anyone reading this closes the window and writes me off as some Southern Baptist misogynistic nutjob, please know that I don't think this means that I am any better than my wife, that I have a closer place to God, or that I am right any more often. It just means that for whatever reason, I have this leadership that I don't necessarily want, that I don't feel adequate to, and that I'd really rather run from (those of you who are picky about ending sentences in prepositions can bite me).
Even though I don't understand this concept and don't really relish it, I do want to follow God's will for my life. I believe that since He designed the system, His way is best. This leaves me where I started. . . wondering what it means to be a "Spiritual Leader." I think I will start by praying more for my wife and family. That will be followed by praying for wisdom that the decisions I make in this role would glorify God. I think only clear direction from God will alleviate this feeling of inadequacy because He is the only source of adequacy. Praise be to God.
Happy Reformation Day and a happy All Saints Day since I probably won't write again before then.
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3 comments:
It's not every man that has to be the spiritual head of such a war-torn country in constant upheaval...
We now have a new national holiday:
Kennan-who-puts-up-with-me-while-still-dealing-with-graduate-school-inlaws-and-other-miscellaneous-crap-and-yet-manages-it-all-with-a-good-attitude-Day.
It will be celebrated by a parade, fireworks, and me keeping my mouth shut the entire day.
Kennan, I love you.
What exactly are "graduate-school- in-laws"? Your husband's professors' parents? ;-)
Chandra, I think you and Kennan are handling this as well as can be expected. Better, even.
See you soon I hope!
nope. "Graduate school inlaws" means that Kennan's advisor is now (for better or worse) a part of the family for the next 5 or so years!
;)
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