Okay gentlemen. It’s Wednesday and you know what that means. Time to get your wife those roses you’ve been thinking about.
Speaking of which, how did you do last week? I hope you did better than I did, because I forgot. Oh I had a great excuse. I was too busy running around town picking up supplies for our “Puttin’ on the Ritz” event at the homeless shelter, but then again, I’ve learned something about “forgetting.” To say you forgot something is only shielding a deeper, much more painful truth: you didn’t care enough to remember… and that’s worse than forgetting.
Yes, I didn’t care enough to remember, and I’m the guy who came up with this “Roses on Wednesday” secret, at least I’m the one who passed it on to you. Proof of the fact that preachers, teachers and authors don’t always practice what they preach. Just because we can articulate something doesn’t mean we do it. Actually, being able to articulate something can give you a false sense of actually doing it when you haven’t done anything at all. Jesus told us to be doers of the word, not writers of it.
With Thanksgiving a day away and guests in town and so much to do and prepare, your wife will not expect you to be thinking of her. And anyway, it’s just Wednesday. Nothing special happens on Wednesday. Not until now…
John Fischer The Catch 
My wife would forget about it too if you’d stop writing about it, just saying…
This cracks me up!
I’m becoming a Wednesday rose guy…our local supermarket has single roses for $1.99 and I marked my calendar @ 9:00pm every Tuesday night to go and buy one. Standing in line buying a single rose is a conversation starter! Last week my wife thought is was nice…this week she just called me to thank me! I’m becoming a believer in this small way to express my love to the woman of my life! Thanks John!!!!
Thanks for the good report.
Tim
That’s a good one, thanks for the giggle.
More important–did you appreciate your wife today–and show her that you love her.
well, it is hump day–check other mail if/when in need of a jocular respite– HTGdayJohn:-)
-wait -isn’t EVERYDAY thanksgiving day?
I will be so glad when you get on another subject! Jesus didn’t tell us to do the same thing over and over for someone just to make giving easier. This “roses on Wednesday” idea is like handing out money to a homeless person just so we can feel good about “giving” and get it out of the way. You have changed my life with your words so I’m looking forward to reading something new.
Amen
Not having a spouse (and if I did, I’d be on the receiving end of this deal), I initially thought, “Well, this isn’t for me,” but maybe it is… I’m trying to run a business, run a household, and care for my 84-yr-old mom who just got out of the hospital and still has some rather overwhelming needs. I thought I was in this all alone, but friends I didn’t even know I HAD are popping up everywhere to lend a hand. I’d like to Roses on Wednesday for every one of these folks who has been a “husband to the widow and a father to the orphan” for me this past week. There’s nothing wrong with “Roses on Wednesday” for important others in your life – no matter who they are. Send them to your pastor’s wife; send them to that neighbor you rarely see, but you know you can call when you are in a pinch; take them to the cashier who always smiles and remembers who you are; maybe even send them to that person at the office whose neck you’d like to ring most of the time. In cases like this, it doesn’t have to be the SAME person every week – you don’t even have to tell them you’re the one who sent them. Let the Holy Spirit lead you to who needs a lift. EVERYBODY needs to know they are appreciated and thought of every now and then. And you never know what might bloom from a simple act of kindness.
Glad you brought this up and great suggestions!
But Jesus didn’t tell us NOT to, either. 😉 I think we can safely regard roses on Wednesday as a Scriptural gray area.
I’ve never had a guy give me roses (except my father, bless him), but I think this is a lovely idea, and I’m glad there are guys who encourage each other to do it. If I had a husband giving me a rose every Wednesday, I would cherish that evidence of his thoughtfulness.
(No, that’s not true — a male member of my book club gave each of us girls a rose once! Can’t believe I forgot that!)