And let us consider how to provoke one another to love and good deeds, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day approaching.
- Hebrews 10:24-25
This week, my house has been quieter than usual. Lindsey left Tuesday morning for a girls’ trip with some friends and family, leaving me and the two big kids to stay behind and go about our normal weeks. For four days (she gets back late tonight), all the typical household responsibilities—cooking, cleaning, chauffeuring the kids around, etc.—that we normally split between the two of us were all on me.
The good news: the walls didn’t come tumbling down. The children got three meals a day, nobody had to go to the hospital, and nothing’s actively on fire. I can, it turns out, handle things by myself for a week.
But I was reminded of something: I don’t want to. I’m blessed with a wonderful spouse who shoulders her share of the load—and often more than her share. She lets me employ my strengths and she shores up my weaknesses; she’s my safety net when I fall down and my biggest encourager when I rise up. I don’t have to fly solo because I’ve got an amazing copilot.
Following God, like managing a household, can be done for a while singlehandedly—but it doesn’t have to be done that way. The Lord didn’t call one disciple to carry out his mission, he sent twelve apostles. We’re not meant to be a multitude of Christians all going our own individual directions, but to be one church.
When God saved you, he didn’t just give you salvation, he also gave you a family—brothers and sisters with whom you get to laugh, cry, play, argue, and rejoice. They are part of your story, and you are part of theirs. So as you walk with the Lord, don’t do it alone—that’s what family’s for.
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