This is being written two days before my wife’s funeral.
An hour ago, the pastor who married Margaret and me nearly 53 years ago sent a note of his love and prayers. Bill Burkett is 90 now, living in Kentucky, and seemingly as sharp and gracious as ever.
I told him, “You would have been proud of Margaret. She was a wonderful pastors’ wife.”
I know a lot of the Lord’s people who would attest to that. Over a period of 42 years, we served seven churches in four different states. Every church situation differed, the needs varied, and her roles fluctuated with each.
Once, after we’d been married perhaps 15 years, at my suggestion Margaret met with a few wives of pastors in an informal setting. The stated object was for fellowship, but the result was usually mutual encouragement and more.