Twenty years (and eighteen days ago) I married the most beautiful girl in the world. Sorry guys. I got her. When we married, I got a lot more than I bargained for – meaning, there were many aspects of life that I simply did not consider during those first months and years.
This morning I woke up early. I didn’t get up. I just laid there in the bed looking at Cindy as she slept, and I was captivated at how beautiful she still is. And it’s not just about her looks. Today on this Mother’s Day Sunday, she is delivering the message to our congregation. She prepared that (two part – two Sunday ) message this week, while I was traveling. She prepared it amidst getting the kids up and off to school, then having them underfoot the last two days of the week because they were off. She prepared it while tending to administrative matters, both for the church and for our home. The house was clean. The children were fed. She even managed to oversee the weekly “cleansing of the turtle habitat” – a nasty little time consuming job.
Like most people, there are days when she confides that she feels off balance. Yet, I am amazed at her ability to balance the world (especially in light of the fact that she is married to me!).
As I watched her sleep, I pondered all that she has accomplished in her life. She “nudged” me through school (Ask MY mom what that is all about) while earning a doctorate in pastoral counseling and then a PH. D in clinical counseling. She embraced that changed that occurred in our life as we made the transition from itinerant ministry to pastoring. She became an effective pastor and leader of people. She even managed to find time for a hobby and became an accomplished photographer. AND, she is a mother to four children.
That’s the part that is amazing to me. Most men become completely unspooled at having to deal with one hour of tending to their kids. For them, taking a turn with the kids is “baby-sitting” and it involves their world grinding to a halt because they cannot function with kids underfoot. For the record, “baby-sitting” is something you do for other people’s kids. If their yours, it’s called parenting.
A mother to four children. As Cindy laid there in peaceful slumber, I remember days that were not so peaceful for her. The day she discovered that she was pregnant with our first daughter, Heather, was one of those. Such a discovery is epic, and cause for celebration, but for Cindy, it brought grave concern that she could not handle being a good mother to this new daughter. She was afraid that there would not be enough love, or patience, or compassion to do the job. She spent a lot of time in prayer and meditation. She also wrote out her thoughts and feelings. Yet, when the moment arrived and Heather saw daylight for the first time, she found herself in the arms of the most loving of mothers.
Cindy has “mothered” our children through great adversity. Our travel schedule for ministry kept us on the road, 48 weeks a year. This required her to home school them in their early years. One of our children is bi-polar, which creates an entirely different set of mothering skills. And she had me. Ask any woman and she will tell you that mothering skills are required when dealing with the man in your life. I disagree, but she is the one with two doctors’ degrees.
All of this to say that the thing she was most afraid of – being a mother – is exactly the thing that she is greatest at. It is also the thing that has made her what she is today. Her role as a mother has defined every other aspect of what she does in this world. As a counselor, she offers practical wisdom, as a mother should for her children. As a pastor, she nurtures the flock – a skill particularly suited for a mother. Even her photography demonstrates motherhood, because it usually involves her children, either behind or in front of the camera.
She recently said, that the notion that a woman could aspire to be a “Proverbs 31” woman feels ridiculous and unattainable to women. (for reference, find a Bible and read Proverbs 31) For me, I say, it is not ridiculous, nor is it unattainable. Cindy embodies it. Is she perfect? No. But does she have to be? No. She does live her life with excellence. And, she expects life to produce excellence around her. That is the mindset of the Proverbs 31 woman.
As I look at my wife, lying next to me, I am thankful that I married the most wonderful mother in the world.
Happy Mother’s Day