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.)
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