I once asked my Mom how she survived the ministry with Dad, she was shocked that I asked the question. She must not have seen what I saw because she seemed to have totally not seen the hardship that I saw. Never once did I ever hear Mom or Dad give the idea that they did not love the work of the ministry and touching lives of those whom the Lord gave them. The joy of ministry is seeing people grow up to love the Lord as much as we do.
Church one and two: Indiana Ave (I was in the 3 thru 6th grade) Church three was Williamsroad Baptist (I was pre-school and first and second grade) and church four was Roanoke Baptist Temple out on airport road (I was in the 10th grade.
She was amazing. No matter what hardships or things that may have tried to pull them a part, one thing I KNOW is that their love was greater & deeper than life & NOTHING or ANYONE could come between them.