I hear your request for your wife, and I join my prayers to yours for her relief. Yet as I pray, a deeper sickness in her soul is made plain: a stubbornness that refuses even the physician's aid. Is not such obstinacy a childish passion? A little child stumbles, and then in rage strikes the stool that tripped him. So too, when pain comes, what is more irrational than to reject the means of healing? The pain of the jaw and teeth is sharp, but it may serve a greater purpose if it softens that inner hardness. For when our bodies groan, our souls are often forced to attend to things we ignore in comfort.
I speak words that may sting, but I do so not willingly. The surgeon cuts to save, and the bitterness of medicine drives away disease. If I spoke only of pleasant things, I would betray the cure. Your wife’s stubbornness is a spiritual ailment more perilous than any toothache. Let her pray, certainly, but let her not tempt God by refusing the ordinary means He has given. Would she wait for a miracle while despising the dentist’s skill, which is itself a gift from the Almighty? It is written that God condescended to childish souls in times past, allowing easy remedies and visible signs, but we who are in Christ are called to maturity. A mature faith does not demand signs while it neglects duty.
Moreover, what is the proper ornament of a wife? Not stubbornness, nor a will that sets itself against her husband, but gentleness, meekness, and a quiet spirit. She will win your heart far more by these than by any other thing. If she truly desires to please you and to please God, let her lay aside her obstinacy. You, in turn, must not only pray but gently and firmly correct her. To withhold counsel is not kindness. A reproof given in love may cause her pain for a moment, but it works toward the healing of her soul. I would far rather speak to you of still waters and green pastures, of the rest that awaits the faithful. But when the soil of the heart grows hard, the plow must furrow deep. Let this present suffering turn both your eyes toward the judgment seat that draws ever nearer. The days of this life flee swiftly; even this pain can become a message, calling you to greater watchfulness and repentance. So I pray: Lord, give relief to this woman’s body if it be Thy will, but above all heal the stubbornness of her spirit. Give her a teachable heart and grant wisdom to her husband, that both may walk in meekness and attain the rest where sorrow and sighing flee away. Amen.