Some songs are timeless and can pass across generational and genre boundaries with ease. In 1967 the rhythm and blues band Soul Brothers Six released the song “Some Kind of Wonderful.” The name of the band tells it all. The lyrics come from the soul. R & B music, which was born out of a quest for freedom and joy by a disadvantaged culture in the middle 20th century, was the source for many future songwriter’s material across multiple genres, primarily because the common man could relate to the message and the insistent beat made it a catchy tune. Over the next generation this title would be reproduced by the rock super group Grand Funk Railroad (1974), country music legend Conway Twitty (1977), the German metal band Viva (1982), pop star Huey Lewis (1994), British rock vocalist Paul Rodgers, formally of Bad Company, accompanied by blues guitar great Buddy Guy (1997), and England’s BBC actress and singer Joss Stone (2003), though she changed the gender pronouns.
Why was this song so special that so many artists borrowed it to speak to their followers? Simply put, it appeals to one of the most basic desires that a man has in his soul, whether he knows it or not, which is to have a good wife. The creation mandate, how things were created to be in a perfect world, was that man would have a helpmeet. He would call her his wife and he would treasure her above all things on earth. God describes this gift in her perfection in Proverbs 31. She was to be a rare jewel. The rarity made her precious.
I am partial to the Grand Funk version of “Some Kind of Wonderful”. As a Billboard topper in the 70s and a classic rock pernnial, I have always liked the moderate rock shuffle beat and the jazz style licks. However just the other day while riding on the tractor mowing pastures, my preferred music theory classroom, I had a revelation about the lyrics. What the songwriter was saying, I already knew and just needed reminding. My wife is “some kind of wonderful.” She is what the writer was describing that he had. Just check out the first stanza and chorus:
I don’t need a whole lots of money,
I don’t need a big fine car.
I got everything that a man could want,
I got more than I could ask for.
I don’t have to run around,
I don’t have to stay out all night.
‘Cause I got me a sweet… a sweet, lovin’ woman,
And she knows just how to treat me right.
Well my baby, she’s alright,
Well my baby, she’s clean out-of-sight.
Don’t you know that she’s… she’s some kind of wonderful.
She’s some kind of wonderful… yes she is, she’s,
She’s some kind of wonderful, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahhh
Today is my 27th wedding anniversary and this post is intended to express how thankful I am for my wife and for God’s providence in her. He has seen fit to give me what I need and what I want all wrapped up in one little package. He does not always give you what you want and what you need. In fact it is rather rare that he does because quite often the two are antithetical. It was actually 34 years ago that I determined that she was what I wanted. My first experience with high school romance was it. No playing the field for me. My mission was to secure for myself that one perfect girl. I was playing for keeps. Well, as things went initially, I was the only one on board with this plan, not surprisingly of course. You might say I was a little overbearing. What on earth was I thinking? She was a smart, pretty, popular girl and a cheerleader. I was, well, none of the above. In my defense, I’m not sure I was allowed to be a cheerleader, discrimination and all that. As things normally go, in a world that doesn’t appreciate the possibility of a fairy tale ending, life got in the way. High school, college, finding a job, and many hurdles along the way, were, by God’s hand, put behind us and our union was complete. I was completed seven years later. We tied the knot.
There is, in a certain sense, a rarity to our story. I quite often am very pleased with myself for “making” this marriage happen. I guess I should be, although I was obviously such a wonderful catch that she shouldn’t have needed convincing. In God’s economy, however, he chose for us this path, modeled after the union of Christ and his Church (Ephesians 5), with a few exceptions I suppose. Not the least of which is my poor portrayal of Christ. Rather than prophet, priest, and king, I was agitator, aggravator, and royal pain in the butt.
The truth is that God, in his goodness and mercy, has made the “fairy tale romance” attainable for all of his children. The true story is found in the union of believers and Christ, and that can be real for anyone whom he has called. The Song of Solomon describes the romantic beauty of our regenerate union with Christ. You may or may not have the spouse you always wanted or have a spouse at all. In the counsel of God’s will he decides what is best for you. Whether you have a perfect marriage or none at all, you have the opportunity to say you have the perfect husband in Christ, for he is your true love, your first place love and object of your affection. Take what ever situation you have been given and use it for the Glory of your savior. Cling to your true, faultless, and always faithful spouse who will not and cannot ever forsake you. He’s some kind of wonderful!
In the words of the Soul Brothers Six:
Can I get a witness?
Can I get a witness? Yeah…
Can I get a witness? Ohhh…
Can I get a witness? Yeah…
Can I get a witness? Yes