The question came up, “Who has been the greatest spiritual influence in your life?” I would like to respond to that question. For me, it has been my husband, Mike.
Mike was raised in the Catholic Church. He was an altar boy and had a true love for Jesus. I always thought it interesting that even as a young lad he questioned the vast difference from Jesus’ teachings of how one should live, against the actual living out of ones faith that he witnessed.
Mike walked away from that church as a young man; he still loved Jesus, but he had turned his back on the church.
In time, he would return. Only this time he found himself in the protestant faith. Although the people remained the same in living out their faith, he did feel other issues he had been taught and questioned were being favorably responded to.
To Mike, his faith is a large part of who he is. His love for Jesus has grown as has his love for the church and others.
Aw, the fruit of the spirit is present. And what a marvelous aroma it is!
And although I admittedly find it difficult not to have my husband as my ally when times are tough for me, I do reap great benefits from his helping me to kill off that nasty flesh.
What we should all pray for is someone to come alongside us to help us to grow; not to cheer us on, allowing our flesh to be rewarded and our growth stunted.
But, it’s tough to follow Jesus.
Remember what Jesus said?
In order to follow him, we must pick up our cross DAILY.
That’s a tall order for us sinful folk!
But I have learned, and continue to learn, that true peace lies here; true peace lies in carrying our cross each day.
And I have learned much of it from my husband, Mike.
I hope to someday have someone speak this way of me.
What a great honor it would be to have someone say that I have been the greatest spiritual influence in their life.