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Women’s History Month

Abigail Adams

1744-1818

“Abigail Adams holds the distinction of being the first Second Lady and the second First Lady of the newly birthed United States of America.” The scholarly work, John Adams by David McCullough, brings this extraordinary woman and her extraordinary marriage to life. The following glimpse into Abigail’s life is gleaned from his work.

Born into the family of a minister, Abigail Smith had two sisters and one brother. Considered too frail for school, she was taught at home by her mother. With Reverend Smith’s library of several hundred books at her fingertips, Abigail became an avid reader and lover of poetry. Intelligence and wit shone in her, and she was consistently cheerful. Her thirst for knowledge prepared her to live alongside a man who was a lawyer, a member of the Continental Congress, an appointee to the Courts of France and England, Vice President, and then President of the United States of America.

“Miss Adorable,” as he referred to her in private correspondence, and John Adams were married by her father on October 25, 1764. Her mother objected to the marriage, but the determination of both John and Abigail and their attraction to each other—like steel to a magnet, John said—were more than enough to carry the day.

His marriage to Abigail was the most important decision of John Adam’s life. She was in all respects his equal, and the part she was to play would be greater than he could possibly have imagined. Her determination that he play his part in history was quite as strong as his. They were of one and the same spirit. [She urged,] “You cannot be, I know, nor do I wish to see you, an inactive spectator . . . We have too many high-sounding words, and too few actions that correspond with them.”

She was the ballast he had wanted, the vital center of a new and better life. To no one was he more devoted. She was his “Dearest Friend.”
— David McCullough

Extremely long separations of months, even years, characterized their fifty-four years of marriage. Written correspondences sustained their relationship through these prolonged absences, and today are treasured artifacts. From them, we learn how heavily John Adams relied on his wife. She was the ballast he had wanted, the vital center of a new and better life. To no one was he more devoted. She was his “Dearest Friend,” as he addressed her in letters—his “best, dearest, worthiest, wisest friend in the world”—while to her, he was “the tenderest of husbands,” his affections “unabated,” her “good man.”

After her death due to typhoid, the obituary notice in Boston’s Columbian Centinel emphasized her importance to her husband’s career in public service and thus to the nation.

That he had been blessed in a partnership with one of the most exceptional women of her time, Adams never doubted. Her letters, he was sure, would be read for generations to come. He wrote to his granddaughter, Caroline, “Never ‘by word or look’ had she [Abigail] discouraged him from ‘running all hazards’ for their country’s liberties. Willingly, bravely, she had shared with him ‘in all the dangerous consequences we had to hazard.’”

For years after her death, whenever complimented about his son John Quincy and his role in national life and the part he had played as gatherer, Adams is credited as saying with emphasis, “My son had a mother!”

Reference source, David McCullough. John Adams. New York, NY: Simon & Schuster, 2001. Print. (Content quoted and paraphrased).

Living with Eternal Intentionality®

“He has also set eternity in the human heart” (Ecclesiastes 3:11).

How did her upbringing seem to equip Abigail Adams for the part she would play in history?

In what manner has God used your upbringing to prepare you for His current plan for your life?

“For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts” (Isaiah 55:9).

“O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are His judgments and His ways past finding out” (Romans 11: 33).


3 Life Lessons Learned in the Barn

On this blistering hot July day, sweat poured down my back as I left the comfort of air-conditioning and lemonade and trudged forward to complete the duty assigned to me. The gravel driveway out the back door of our home, leading across the highway and into the barn, felt longer with each plodding step.

While my friends laughed and frolicked in the nearby swimming pool, I had to work. There would be other days for the pool, but not today. A truckload of whole oats had been delivered to the feed room of our barn, and the oats had to be ground into a feed mixture suitable for our livestock. The process would take all afternoon.

Using a shovel, I loaded the grinding machine with a mound of oats. Next, I confirmed that no foreign objects (like nails) contaminated the mix. Then, I stood guard and monitored the grain as it went through the funnel of the grinding gears and fell onto the concrete floor beneath.

Taking up the shovel again, I transferred the ground-up grain into the nearby corner and then turned to repeat the dirty, monotonous routine. All afternoon, all afternoon long. The smothering atmosphere of the workroom, the sting of the oat fuzz, and the realization that I was the only one responsible for this chore made me feel crummy. But I persevered, one shovel load at a time.

At long last, the sun went down, and my job ended. Done! All the oats stood milled and formed a mound reaching nearly to the ceiling. Thank goodness. A cold drink, a hot bath, and a soft bed awaited me.

In the agrarian environment where I grew up, work was a necessity—for everyone. No one got a hall pass. Did I like the barn? No. Did I enjoy being isolated in the feed room when my friends were together swimming? No. But what I did not know then, I realize now … the barn served as a training ground, and for that, I am deeply grateful.

3 Life Lessons Learned in the Barn

• The value of hard work when there is no audience

• The significance of stick-with-it discipline needed to complete a task

• The satisfaction of pausing to savor a job well done

Hard work, discipline, and satisfaction—whether in a barn or a boardroom, at a desk or in a ditch, at a conference table or in a community center—weave the fabric for inner fortitude. The barn was hard and the nasty experience unpleasant, but the lessons learned there have stood the test of time, and are worth their weight in gold. I am convinced, God is in the barns of our lives.

Living With Eternal Intentionality®

“He has also set eternity in their hearts” (Ecclesiastes 3:11).

Whatever you do, do your work heartily, as for the Lord rather than for men . . .” (Colossians 3:23).

Do you have a barn in your life, a place of hard work without an audience, where only you and God know the grueling hours of work you put in?

Where is there hardcore discipline needed to pick up the shovel and complete a task facing you?

Perhaps you are a caregiver with no end in sight, the mother of a newborn needing a nap, a student preparing a paper, or a pastor cloistered away in your study. Maybe you are standing at a stove stirring a pot of soup or sitting at a desk grading papers. When did you last pause to savor the realization of a job well done?

What takeaway motivates you to stay in the barn until the job is done?

For This I Have Jesus

From the moment he crawled into bed our bed, I knew we were in serious trouble. His ragged breathing practically shouted the diagnosis: Pneumonia. But we had to wait. In the country where we lived, the doctor remained unavailable until office hours later in the morning. No personal numbers, no pager, no on-call nurse, no after-hours clinic. None. And while we waited, our little boy’s fever steadily rose. With each short, rattling breath, the sickening feeling in my stomach increased as his hot little body sought comfort nestled between my husband and me.

In those restless hours, more than once I looked out the window and begged daylight to come. Somehow, in one of those distant gazes, the Lord brought to mind a story filed away in my brain—and it helped.

When the clock finally ticked its way to the appropriate hour, the agonizing wait ended, and we saw our doctor. For more than two weeks, our son battled the menacing respiratory disease. Then, our entire family took a deep cleansing breath when he finally donned his backpack and walked out the door to resume a normal life. Weak but well, we had our little boy back.

The story the Lord used to sustain me is here for you. Maybe in the wee hours of some frightening morning, it will be your comfort as well.

Taken from Every Knee Shall Bow: A Collection of Writing and Thoughts About Jesus, by Joan Winmill Brown

She writes,

A missionary friend told me of a time of great crisis in her life. They were stationed in a primitive area, and her husband had to go on an extended trip into “the bush”. He had scarcely left when one of the children contracted polio. The others soon developed a minor malady with alarmingly similar symptoms. My friend felt desperate. How could she bear the responsibilities—day and night nursing, the anxiety at home as well as concern for her husband who was venturing into unknown territory?

Eventually, the episode has a happy ending, The children recovered; the mother lived through a very difficult time; and the father returned safely, rejoicing over souls who came to know Christ because he had gone to them with the Gospel message.

Our conversation had started because she was comforting me during a period in which my tribulations loomed large. But as she talked, they seemed small compared to some of her experiences.

“How did you survive?” I asked her. “Of course, I know you must have prayed and prayed and prayed!”

“I didn’t,” she confessed. “I moved like on automation from one task to the next one. God understood, and I felt His presence. Also, He gave me a simple sentence that kept me going day and night. I want to share it with you. Try it; it will sustain you through anything: I’ve proven its worth. I just affirmed: ‘For this, I have Jesus.’”

Living With Eternal Intentionality®

“He has also set eternity in the human heart” (Ecclesiastes 3:11).

“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze” (Isaiah 43:2).

When has the Presence of Jesus been a supernatural comfort to you in the face of an agonizing trial?

Why do you think the phrase—For this I have Jesus—holds powerful sway in the midst of difficulty?