…and this is one amazing man.  Gregory is a rare and precious vessel.  Not just because he is the hands-on, ever-watchful, ever-prayerful, effective father of five sons, and the steady, rock-like husband to this oft-times emotional woman (me).  Admirable qualities indeed, but more than that, he’s a real man, and there don’t appear to be many of those left in our culture.   Gregory is never moved by men’s opinions.  Seriously.  Driven only by kingdom and energized by faith, come what may, he’s a rock.  Twenty-nine years ago, I fell head-over-heels in love with everything about him, but I was especially attracted to his unusual strength. He’s a pillar.  Not a pushover or a politician. What you see is what you get.  He is tenderhearted and deeply and practically compassionate, yet strong as steel and immovable when it comes down to Truth.  I’ve learned so much from him and benefited greatly by being his wife these past 28 years.  And, he’s still my hunk o’ hunk o’ burnin’ love. (My boys always cover their ears on this part, but it’s true.  He takes my breath away.)

He’s faithfully sowed into too many lives to count across the earth.  He’s also paid a dear price to hold fast to God’s Truth.  I’m so proud of him.

Happy Father’s Day to a truly great man.

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