My wife, the angel
How do you describe your wife without sounding biased?
Sometimes I wonder if she really understands how lucky I am to have her. This woman, my wife, waits up until all hours of the
night for me to come home from working too late, picks me up from the train so I don't have to walk three blocks in good weather,
and has dinner waiting when we get home. She only complains when I deserve it. She trusts me more than I trust myself.
She is not perfect, does not even hold the pretense of perfection, but continually strives to better herself. She forgives my
imperfections even as she helps me to be a better husband.
She is mine and I am hers. I wish for every man a wife like mine and a marriage like ours, but since I have married the best
woman I could find on earth, I wonder if that is possible. I can think of no greater testimony to her than the following:
A wife of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies.
Her husband has full confidence in her and lacks nothing of value.
She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life.
She selects wool and flax and works with eager hands.
She is like the merchant ships, bringing her food from afar.
She gets up while it is still dark; she provides food for her family and portions for her servant girls.
She considers a field and buys it; out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
She sets about her work vigorously; her arms are strong for her tasks.
She sees that her trading is profitable, and her lamp does not go out at night.
In her hand she holds the distaff and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy.
When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
She makes coverings for her bed; she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
Her husband is respected at the city gate, where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
She makes linen garments and sells them, and supplies the merchants with sashes.
She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.
She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her:
"Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all."
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
Give her the reward she has earned, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.