Today, March 14, 2019, marks our 43rd anniversary, and outside of the gift of salvation, Nancy is the greatest gift God has given to me. I am eternally grateful.
We met in 1974, both of us just 19. Two-and-a-half years earlier, in late 1971, as a 16-year-old, heroin-shooting, LSD-using, Jewish hippie rock drummer, I had been dramatically born-again and was now on fire for Jesus.
Nancy, who is also Jewish, was a hardcore atheist when we met in 1974, and it’s a providential miracle that she ever stepped foot in the little church I was then attending.
Interestingly, when she saw me in the front of the building, her immediate thought was, “I could never go out with someone like that.” Hardly love at first sight!
But we chatted after the service, I continued to share the gospel with her, and not long after, the Lord drew her to Himself. One week later, we were going together, and one week after that, we were in love and knew that we would spend the rest of our lives together.
She has been my best friend since 1974 and my bride since 1976, the mother of our two wonderful daughters and the grandmother of our four amazing grandchildren (and yes, the mother-in-law of our two terrific sons-in-law!).
I can honestly say that she is just what I need in a wife, and without her, I would not be where I am today.
First, she is completely unimpressed with my accomplishments.
I could write one book a week and she would shrug her shoulders.
I could speak to a crowd of one million people and it would not get her attention.
In fact, if I told her, “Honey, I’ve been writing day and night and finished this new book in record time,” her response would be, “You obviously haven’t been spending much time in prayer.”
The only thing that matters to her is that I walk closely with the Lord and live a life full of His Spirit.
What matters to her is that I’m like Jesus. And if I’m really walking with Him – in real, consistent, intimate communion – that will be manifest in every area of my life.
Second, Nancy is a total truth teller.
She doesn’t mince words (we’re both New Yorkers, so that’s a factor too), and she shoots entirely straight.
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SOURCE: Christian Post, Michael Brown