Submission sounded to me like a dirty word. I felt as if I was being controlled and I didn't like it. Because I didn't like it, I had a bucking type of spirit. I see that spirit in some women today. They buck against whatever the husbands have to say as if they have to be in control. They view submission as weakness rather than meekness, which is power under control. God gave me this analogy one day. I thought of a stallion, a big powerful creature...