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Perfectly Imperfect

By: Anita Cook
I wish that I knew then, what I know now... Come to think of it; I say that way more frequently the more seasoned I become. Early on in ministry, a visit to our house with little or no notice would send me into a frenzied state.  And oh, my poor family--I turned into a lunatic as I frantically assigned each warm body something to do before people arrived.  I was a Martha in overdrive. Even now it saddens me as I think about the strain I put on my husband and boys in my efforts to impress others with my momentarily pristine home.
Understand that I would love to have a tidy, picturesque home all of the time; that's just not realistic in every season of life. In fact, "All of the time" is completely impossible in most seasons. Life and ministry are always happening and, for most of us, at a...

I’m Not Cut Out for This!

By:  Jodi Aiken
"Now that my husband is a Pastor do I need to lengthen my skirts?" This question was one of many I had as we entered the ministry. I felt so inadequate to be the wife of a Pastor. I viewed Pastor's wives as having it all together, well versed in the Word, and strong. I was none of those things. As questions, concerns, and fears consumed my mind, I felt defeat was no longer knocking at my door but in the house. In my desperate state, I called out to a friend that happened to be a youth Pastor's wife. I secretly hoped that she could give me a list of dos and don'ts and shape me into what I needed to become. As we sat across the table from one another at a local restaurant, I began blurting out all my jumbled-up thoughts and questions. They went something like this: I never dreamed in a...

When You Can’t Do It All

By:  Rebecca Holloway With the office of pastor's wife comes a list of expectations. We've all read articles on the internet or books about how to meet those expectations. But what if you CAN'T respond to those expectations? What if it becomes humanly impossible for you to serve? What if you are sidelined by a serious illness? In the past three years of my life, my ability to serve has become limited at times. Between my son Evan being born with Down's Syndrome and various health issues of my own, I have missed some Sundays. But nothing prepared me for what happened this past Christmas. After playing in a piano concert the first Sunday of Advent, I noticed I wasn't feeling well and hadn't been for most of the week. I couldn't figure it out. I wasn't congested, my ears weren't hurting, nor was I coughing. I just felt unwell. I was sweaty, achy, I had a...

Confessions of a PK!

By: Christi Watson Until I was a preteen, I ate up every part of being a pastor’s kid.  In my eyes, my Dad knew everything about God and everyone loved my Dad.  Being a pastor’s kid afforded me opportunities to do things like have lunch with my favorite musicians. Doors were opened for me to do what I loved to do, SING! Then there was the “J” incident.  I will call him J to protect his identity.  I was on the cusp of middle school when my Dad decided to take a very public stance from the pulpit against a store in our small Texas town that was actively promoting pornography.  J’s father had been very strategic in bringing this business to our town.  Day after day this boy would mock me on the playground because of my Dad.  I remember feeling ashamed and then increasingly angry.  One day, backed by the full force of my...

What God Expects

Many of us carry a burden of unmet expectations. Expectations that come from others, God’s, our own. They weigh us down to the point of daily exhaustion and a sense of defeat. I know this weight. I too carry it. So this article today is written to myself first and then to you, Sister,  loved by God.

We know from our Shorter Catechism that we were created to “glorify God and enjoy Him forever”. We (and when I say “we”) get really bogged down in the “how to glorify God”...all the requirements, all the boxes to check off, all the lists of many places to go and people to see... that we miss the enjoyment of God part. We miss the fun of being a Child of the King.

When was the last time our time with the...

Unmet Expectations

My hope is built on nothing less...
When was the last time you clarified just where you place your hope?
I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on...
We know the right responses, and lyrics of this old hymn, but do we really believe what we sing? Do we examine our hearts to discipline our expectations?I was a young pastor’s wife, living in a parsonage for the very first time. Somewhere in my innermost heart was an expectation-that other minister’s wives in that local area would call to welcome me, would invite me over for coffee, would be my first friends in this new state, and welcome me into their group. I just knew that their “group” was the most coveted group of all. How I looked forward to meeting...

I Wish I Had Known

Recently I was tagged in a Facebook post by a woman who was active in the student ministry in one of our former churches. She posted an old picture of her and another friend ( scrunched 80's hair and all) saying, "This was taken over twenty years ago right after I was baptized. I will never forget how I felt that day and how dramatically my life changed from that point on." I wish I had known how important our church rituals and/or traditions were to people in our church. Yes, I knew baptisms were important. Yes, I knew weddings, funerals, and baby dedications were meaningful, but I regret missing so many opportunities to celebrate and maximize on those life defining moments with those who experienced them. My husband and I frequently receive notes or emails with updates on families that we have known through the years, especially during the holidays. Almost all of them say...

I’m a PK!

 
       Tracy Osborne
If everyone reading this was asked to finish the sentence, "I wish I had a dollar for each time I...", we would have as many different answers as readers. Currently I would probably answer something like, "...picked something up off the floor". Earlier in my life, however, it would have been, "I wish I had a dollar for each time I was asked what it was like to be a minister's daughter".   What I really wanted to respond with was, "Well, what's it like to be a bus driver's daughter?", or whatever the case may be. That probably sounds pretty cheeky, but hopefully it provides insight into the frustration some minister's kids feel while sensing they are unusual and on display. Diane Nix, the incredibly gifted lady who founded this website and continues to oversee...