This story has been reposted with permission from my friend Nat Pugh. Nat often speaks of the precious unconditional love of his parents, but recently when he blogged about the tender care his father showed his mother as she grew ill. Reading it made me want to love my Mr. Wonderful better. I pray it inspires you in the same way.
Dad said he would slow down and quit traveling so much once Mom could no longer take care of herself. She had Parkinson’s and the disease progressively ate away at her mobility and agility…but not her sense of humor or her spirit. They were in their early 80’s but he was still in demand as a preacher and he loved nothing more than to hop on a plane and jet off to some location to inspire all who heard him. If you ever heard him, you never forgot him. But he loved Mom more. He did stop his traveling and tirelessly devoted himself to caring for his bride of over sixty years.