Kenny Rogers and Me

I’ve never considered myself a very courageous man.

But I have had a few moments.

One day, almost twenty-six years ago, I somehow managed to summon the courage to ask out a girl that I was pretty sure was way out of my league. She was kind of quiet, so cute, and seemed to have a sly ornery smile. And I went for it.

Twenty-four years ago today, by what I can only say was God’s provision of a blinding love, she took a vow to go with me anywhere and everywhere. And what a journey it has been.

There are so many steps for which I would never have found the courage were it not for her faithful presence by my side, believing in me far more than I have ever believed in myself – even when I gave her every reason not to do so.

She’s never wanted to be on the stage, but always in the front row cheering me on to speak when I didn’t think anyone would listen, to play the songs I was sure no one would appreciate, and to sing the songs for which I wasn’t sure I had the voice. She knew what God was doing in me long before I was even willing to see it.

And, as I reflect on her faithfulness and how God has used her to move me beyond myself time and time again, over and over and over… I hear Kenny Rogers.

Some of you have heard me bewail the years of oppression and torture by country music throughout my childhood. I love my parents. I really do. And some day I will find the grace in my heart to forgive the unforgivable catalog of musical memory that I have yet to be able to replace. But Kenny Rogers?

Yes, it seems I may have something in common with Kenny Rogers.

These words, as I think about the way my amazing partner, lover, very bestest friend has supported me…

She believes in me

I’ll never know just what she sees in me

I told her someday if she was my girl

I could change the world

With my little songs, I was wrong

But she had faith in me

And so I go on trying faithfully

And who knows maybe on some special night

If my song is right

I will find a way…

As corny as it is, it’s just the song that was in my head. It reminds me of these words from a very, very wise man a few thousand years ago:

An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels. The heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain. She does him good, and not harm, all the days of her life.

Proverbs 31.10-12

For all of you who know this song and are hearing it now, I do apologize. But, just in case you really need to hear it…

“Lady” by Kenny Rogers

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