I plead with Euodia and I plead with Syntyche to be of the same mind in the Lord. Yes, and I ask you, my true companion, help these women since they have contended at my side in the cause of the gospel, along with Clement and the rest of my co-workers, whose names are in the book of life.
Euodia and Syntyche, sisters in the struggle, knew what it was like to expect more of yourself and have the world expect it too (Philippians 4:2). They were just two Christian women contending in the “cause of the gospel” along with the other leaders in Philippi. They loved the Lord and their church. They were also struggling to get along and it was affecting the rest of their church. Not much more is known about them, but I know them. I am them. I contend for the gospel at the side of other church leaders. I love CTK and everyone I get to meet through my time here. I am temperamental, difficult, stubborn, and highly opinionated. Conflicts with other people do crop up from time to time and they are conflicts that tend to affect everyone in the general blast radius. I am not perfect.
I am grateful to Paul for mentioning these women. Although the public forum he chose to call them out on seems odd, it did open up an opportunity to discuss conflict management and relationship goals. But, it is also important because we get to see in these women that even a Christian leader can screw up. Christians are only human. We are not perfect. On my first day as the assistant to a certain cowboy boot wearing preacher, I was warned that I would screw up in this job. It was a warning to me not to be too hard on myself, but to hear that I had failed before I had even started was tough. It was honest. It was true. But, it was hard. I have fought to not fulfill that prediction and failed miserably. I am a failure. I am not perfect.
Hallelujah, God does not expect perfect. He knew before I was even conceived just how badly I would stumble and fall over my lifetime. Yet, He chose to save me anyways. He knew that I’d give Him my heart one day and sin the next. That I would praise Him in the morning only to deny Him by nightfall. He knew it all. He is perfect. He still loves me. He gave me these two women of the Bible to be reminded that I don’t have to be perfect, I just have to be His. He gave me two heroes who fought hard for Him and were still human.
I’m allowed to be human. God meets me right where I am every single day, every single moment. Thank You God for Your amazing grace!