|The Military Wife|
|The good lord was creating a model for military wives and was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared. She said, " Lord, you seem to be having a lot of trouble with this one. What's wrong with the standard model? "
The Lord replied, " Have you seen the specs on this order? She has to be completely independent, possess the qualities of both father and mother, be a perfect hostess to four or forty with an hour's notice, run on black coffee, handle every emergency imaginable without a manual, be able to carry on cheerfully, even if she is pregnant and has the flu, and she must be willing to move to a new location 10 times in 17 years. And oh, yes, she must have 6 pairs of hands."
" Lord, said the angel, touching his arm gently, " go to bed and get some rest. you can finish this tomorrow."
" I can't stop now," said the Lord. " I am so close to creating something unique. already this model can put up 6 unexpected guests for the weekend, wave goodbye to her husband from a pier, a runway, or a depot, and understand why it's important that he leave."
The angel circled the model of the military wife, looked at it closely and sighed. " It looks fine, but its too soft."
" She might look soft," replied the Lord, " But she has the strength of a lion. You would not believe what she can endure."
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the Lords creation. " There's a leak," she announced. "Something is wrong with this construction. I am not surprised that it has cracked. You are trying to put too much into this model."
The Lord replied, " Its for joy, sadness, pain, disappointment, loneliness, pride, and a dedication to all the values that she and her husband hold dear."
" You are a genius! " Exclaimed the angel.
The Lord looked puzzled and replied, " I, Didn't put it there. "