The Evangelism Widow

The Evangelism Widow

We’re here tonight to praise the Lord

For the ways that He’s been working

And also praise the Evangelism Team

In service, they’re not shirking

But there’s another matter

About which little’s said

And I thought perhaps I’d warn you

About what may lie ahead.

You’ve heard of football widows

Golf widows, space widows too

Baseball widows, bowling widows

Just to name a few.

Well now there’s a new one

It happened just this year,

It’s the Evangelism Widow –

One stands before you here.

Now I’m glad my husband’s serving,

It’s where the Lord wants him to be

But I’m pleased and quite relieved

They go out in teams of three!

For it’s funny how how his fellow teammates

Don’t sound much like fellows to me

Especially not with names like Bev,

Or Helen, or Lois or Dee

He’s been out with Cynthia

Edith, Ki and Chloe

And there’s one named Lynn and one named Linda

With whom he keeps hoping he’ll get to go!

And then there’s the homes he calls on

Can you imagine my plight?

To meet a strange woman who smiles and says

“Oh yes, your husband was over last night”

Now aside from all this there’s another matter

That causes consternation.

A strange thing has happened around our house

Regarding our conversation

For example, he comes home from work

He looks at me with a glimmer

And asks, “Have you come to the place in your cooking

Where you know you could serve dinner?”

Or the time we’re having a party

All afternoon I’m slaving,

He opens the door and greets our guests with:

“Why should I let you into my haven?

And when my birthday came around

As he lavished presents on me

He said, “It’s nothing you’ve earned or deserved

All these gifts are free.

On day as he scolded the children

I heard him exclaim loud and clear

“I may be a merciful father,

But I punish sin around here!”

And then there’s that evening we spent alone – we two

We watched the moon in its flight

He squeezed my hand and tenderly said,

“Suppose you should die tonight….”

Well, so much for my marital problems

I see my time’s been spent

I still have faith in my husband

And that’s more than intellectual assent!

I’m proud of the way he’s serving

I’m glad he’s found his place

But I’m not leaving here tonight

Till I find that girl named Grace

(Written by Gerry Rogers and read at an EE Banquet.

Gerry is the wife of Mr. Beach Rogers, an EE trainer.)