A Mother’s Worth (Tribute to My Wife)
I’ll never forget the day you informed me that you were pregnant with our second child. Even though that was a few years ago, I remember it as if it was yesterday. What joy filled our hearts!
I stood in awe of God’s grace towards you as I watched you joyfully embrace the vicissitudes of pregnancy with such steady calmness and prayerful trust in our God, especially knowing that just a couple of years ago we had lost our first baby in a miscarriage.
Nine months later, there you were wobbling your way into the hospital to your room with me in tow, carrying your bags. Some hours later, after the epidural from hades (I know you remember that!), Desirae Monique Johnson entered the world. The tears of joy that streamed down your face when you saw our daughter for the first time were priceless…oh, and your drugged up state was too. I wish I would have taken a picture, so that we could later smile and laugh at the same time. Oh well, maybe with the next baby.
And then you came home on maternity leave. I am not sure I have the words to adequately express what it was like to see you transition to motherhood at home. Yes, it was normal and natural, but yet amazing all at the same time. The care and attention you gave (and, of course, still give) to Desi, especially in that first year, was exemplary.
It’s been three years now and I am even more impressed with you. With the demands of a career in accounting, an entrepreneurial itch to start a business on the side, and a commitment to be involved in the life and ministry of the church, you have managed, by God’s grace, to keep your priorities in line with God’s by keeping us first.
As your husband of 11 years, I am thankful to God for you being a wife to me and a mother to our daughter. You are truly worthy of honor, not only on Mother’s Day, but every day of the year.
“Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: ‘Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all.'” (Proverbs 31:28-29; ESV)