My husband leaves for work at 5:20 a.m. He does hard, physical labor all day in the oil field, then gets home between 9:00 and 9:30 p.m. He eats supper and tries to get to bed by 10:30 so he can start all over again the next morning at 4:50. He does this Monday through Friday and every other weekend. He just celebrated his 55th birthday. This man is a Prince of Hard Workers.

But I've titled him King, right? Here's what puts him on the throne. After a day of relentless toil, this is a common sight:

He and Book, opening the Word for a late-night study.

I love you, Gary.