Mother’s Day

Years ago I knew a pastor who routinely preached the same sermon on Mother’s Day about his wife. There is no doubt that he and his wife were in love and trying to do God’s will. However, his flowery description was almost disgusting. The ideal woman he held up to the congregation was not quite the same as what folks were experiencing. From that time to now, I have refrained from speaking in glowing terms about my wife fearing the same reactions. But I must tell you about my wife, but maybe not in such artificial language. I know she’s not my mother but she is the mother of my children.

Back in the late 60’s, I began like most young fellows to look around for a possible mate. One criteria that was on my mind among the looks, etc. was a godly young lady. A friend of mine brought her school friend on a youth outing trip years before and I was interested in a school-boyish way. She was cute as a button and very quiet natured with a big smile and eyes. After investigating, I found out that she had a regular boy friend with whom she was serious about the future. For years, I had little contact, but then one day here sister asked me at work if I were going to ask Gail to a Christmas meal for the company. I said yes, meaning her sister; she was referring to a Gail who worked in the company. Gail, to her surprise, went with me and that was the beginning. She was Godly, beautiful, quiet, and smart as a whip.  Finally, we dated in earnest and began to set dates for marriage, August 21, 1971, my next to last semester at Bob Jones University. This August, we will celebrate our 47th year of marriage. We have five children, Tonya, Cynthia, Daniel, Alison, and Elizabeth. With these, we are the proud grandparents of six grandchildren, and one granddog, Tyson. He gets cards and gifts like the rest of them. The time has been full and eventful with peaks and valleys, but overall, it has been a wonderful time together. Flowery language apart; it has been something beyond our imagination.

Gail asked me today if I loved her; that’s a recurring  question. I said, “yes, I’m like an archeologist; you are better  with each passing day.  I wasn’t sure how she would take the comment, but having not heard that before, she seemed quite satisfied. Who would have thought the word archeologist would do the trick?

Many times, I have read, once a month in daily Bible reading, the chapter in Proverbs 31. Occasionally, I have preached on it. Holding up such an ideal woman doesn’t seem to encourage the wives. Those attributes are so outstanding, no one seems to fit them all. Among those, I can say that Gail is virtuous, priceless, good to me and others, works hard and willing and productive (She can sell almost anything at a yard sale and make some profit.), and  cooks and prepares the food (when we don’t eat out); she did rise at night and feed the children, but now she doesn’t get up at night; she tries to keep her body strong and fit by exercising each day walking around the block; she does give generously to others including the poor and needy; she loves the snow and hollers at the first snow flake, It’s SNOWING!; she dresses modestly and attractively; she speaks with great caution and kindness; her children love her and call her frequently; her husband praises her like he is doing now but not near enough; she is one-of-a-kind to me or excellest them all; and she fears the LORD.

She is to me the best help meet that a man could ask for, because I did ask the Lord to lead me to the right mate. He did. Neither of us are perfect, especially me. Someone said, “If the Pope were married, he would know that he is not infallible.”

I thank God for a faithful wife and mother of our children. With our faults, together, we love the Lord and love serving Him at Good News Baptist Church. To God be the glory for all that He has done.

If I am interpreting Scripture correctly, all these things converged in the person of Jesus Christ. The greatest common denominator of Gail and me  is the person of Jesus Christ. Colossians 1:14  In whom we have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins: 15  Who is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of every creature: :16  For by him were all things created, that are in heaven, and that are in earth, visible and invisible, whether they be thrones, or dominions, or principalities, or powers: all things were created by him, and for him: :17  And he is before all things, and by him all things consist.

Col 1:18  And he is the head of the body, the church: who is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead; that in all things he might have the preeminence.