For Sunday morning, I wear dress pants. No skirts or dresses.
I don’t play the piano for Sunday morning. Or sing on the worship team.
While I volunteer in the nursery, working with children isn’t my life’s passion.
I work full-time and have a 40 minute commute each way.
Some people have no idea what all I do in the church. And yet, my involvement can feel like a part-time job.
I tend to serve where I see the greatest need. That’s the social worker in me.
I love to serve. But before I commit to something I ask myself, “would I do ____ if I wasn’t a pastor’s wife?”
I give my husband feedback on the service (not just his message) fairly often.
At society meetings and the like, I worry about voicing my opinion because of how it may come across as the Pastor’s wife. But I do speak up at times (and worry about it later!).
I can feel invisible at times in the presence of my husband when people want his thoughts or wish to praise him. But it helps keep me grounded.
Here’s just a few points about me. Can you relate to any? What about you?