Since the homegoing of my beloved mother, Dr. Weptanomah Washington Carter, I have yet to go a month without someone reaching out to me with a request for how to obtain books by Dr. Carter. Earlier this week, I received a precious letter from a dear member of Highland Park, telling me that she had come across the funeral program of my mom. Though she did not know my mother she was inspired reading about her service to women in ministry marriages.
Had she lived on this side, today, February 15, would have been my mother’s 68th birthday and I thought it a good time to share her thoughts that she wrote at the close of her seminal work, The Black Minister’s Wife. Though, I miss her in ways both expected and unexpected I remain grateful to God that my mother was my mommy. Be Blessed
The final implication is that for the Black minister’s wife to be a participant in redemptive ministry she must be fully developed and be fully free. She must continue to study and to grow spiritually and intellectually. The basic nature of her husband’s work is the use of his mind and soul. If he does this with dedication, his mind and soul will grow over the years. The Black minister’s wife’s failure to grow will eventually find her unable to communicate on certain issues with her husband. This does not mean she must be in competition with him. God forbid. This does not mean all of her study must be of the Bible. It does mean that she must find some avenue of growth suitable to her own taste and desires, and permit herself to develop as a person so that she might have no need to feel life in any way has left her in the on-going scheme of events.
The writer is aware that no life is easy and no vocation is without some pitfalls. However, she would honestly admit that no continuing life for her could possibly be more exciting and rewarding than the shared life with a minister and the day-by-day challenges that come with seeking to do His Will.