I was listening to a mans testimony this afternoon, on the Christian radio, and though I didnt know his name his words were very absorbing. He started to talk about his wife that she was his anchor, the rock in his world. I have heard this said of wives before but he went on to say what this actually looked like to him.
When the world was spinning, she was not; when the world was falling apart, she was not. This is the type of wife I want to be.