A Mother’s Day Tribute to My Wife

This post comes with a sap warning. It could get sticky.


Dearest Kristy,

If there is one person in the world whom I could choose as the mother of my children, it would be you. Since the odds on something like that happening are longer than winning a $500 million lottery, the only explanation I can provide is grace. It is a grace that is manifested in so many ways.

First, grace is demonstrated in your personality, which brings warmth, wit and color to our lives. Your love of beauty has inspired you to create a home environment in which your family is not only able to experience comfort, but also is able to catch a glimpse of God’s character as the designer of our world and of history. Your laugh is my favorite and always makes me smile. And I will always be grateful for how you have helped me appreciate and enjoy not just the task at hand, but the ambiance, mood, and emotion of the moment.

Second, grace is demonstrated by your mind, which continues to illuminate our thoughts with a deep grasp of truth, challenging us to think more deeply, explore more widely, and learn more fully about everything around us, whether events from history, ideas in literature, art and music, or themes in culture, philosophy and politics. You have taught us that God is not only the Lord over the spiritual realm, but over all things at all times and in all places. You have not let us put God in a box (as if he’d fit!), and for that we are grateful.

However, the grace that stands out above everything else is your heart. Having sacrificed your vocational career to invest your life in our children is as heroic to me as the men stepping off of the landing boats and on to the island of Iwo Jima. I hope that you can see how your life of sacrificing for the blessing and good of your children and children’s children is worth more than a lifetime of paychecks, because the investment you have made will pay dividends for generations and into eternity.

Yet the most apt comparison concerning this act of sacrifice is the cross of Jesus, where he was willing to lay down his life for our blessing and good. Like Jesus, you have taken the road less traveled, and that has made all the difference.

So, it is right that we celebrate Mother’s Day today, but even more so the specific mother of my children, the embodiment of grace, my wife, Kristy. We hope that you can feel our love and appreciation on this day. Your day. Mother’s Day.