She has put up with the fallout of my gifts and drive and the resulting chaos with grace and reasonable support. She waited through seven surgeries, told twice I had cancer during that time, with first one then three small children, after the third child essentially on her own for six months as I recovered.
She has held down the fort as I have traveled on mission trips to Indonesia, Morocco, and accompanied me on the first trip to Trinidad where she met with several groups of women.
She is a prayer warrior and lover of God’s Word.
She is a good thing.