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People are strange - when you're a stranger

My grandfather lost his wife about a year before he passed himself.

I remember him saying to me, "This is a bitter pill to take."

A man is designed to be with a woman. There can be no doubt of that. It is NOT good for man to be alone. It is not good...

My wife has also frequently commented to me about how quickly men degenerate after their wives have passed. She saw it many times in her work as a geriatric physical therapist. She noted almost without exception that the will and drive and desire to live diminished to the point to where recovery was almost impossible, and where the inevitable comes more quickly...

And so this morning I am grateful to a loving Heavenly Father for the gift and blessing of a righteous wife. She is patient, forgiving, and kind. She anchors my soul in righteousness, and her faithfulness is stronger than the bands of death or hell. Nothing I have done or could ever do could possibly make me worthy of such a woman - she is truly a divine blessing from God and proof positive that He loves me, unworthy creature that I am. And may His Holy Name be praised forever because of it.

May He also have mercy on me and make me strong in my efforts to be worthy of her. All of my fondest dreams and hopes and desires are centered in Christ and in her, by my side, to an eternal day.

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LivingstonClan said…
Well. I guess that answers that huh? Your wife truly IS a great woman--that's why you work so well together. We are meant to be happy Bill--so follow Pres. Kimball and DO IT!

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