Hi.
I enjoy sharing my thoughts and opinions, who doesn't. So, Blogging might be a fun way to do it. Like keeping a public journal... I will just try to be more careful what I say!
I am married to a man who is called to be a Lutheran Pastor. (I will share more of what that really means later.) I am sorry to disappoint many but I cannot play the piano, sing solos (at least not in public), lead choirs or read music. Here's another shocker, I do not hear my husband's sermon's before any else. I do not help him develop them or tweak, or proof them. He is the one who went to Seminary and does all the work to get them together. I think he does a nice job with them. But I might be a bit biased.
Here's another shocker for many, my husband does not 'control' me. He does not 'make me' do certain activities in a congregation. Sure, he does ask me if I might help with something. I can tell him 'no', and he it okay with it. He has been supportive when I want to try various jobs, in or outside the congregation, including taking college courses. So I am married to a rather nice guy.
I am not perfect. I can only think of one person in all of history that is. (Hint: Jesus.)
I do not know how much of this image that a pastor's wife needs to be 'perfect', meaning always friendly and happy with knowing the right way or best way to do everything is self imposed or imposed by others. Why is there an expectation for me to play the piano/keyboard and sing solos?
There many situations that I am expected to handle with perfect gracefulness, and I sometimes feel fail in those times. This blog might be a good place to talk about those as they come along.... There are some thank you notes that I have not written for an event I attended in January. (That didn't take me long to think of something, did it?)
I am also a mom. Not a perfect one, but I do the best that I can what God has given me. As a mom it would be almost impossible not to bring up how fun and adorable my child is. So for those that might read this blog, they might have to endure cute little stories about how great (not perfect, she is not Jesus) my child is.
As a not so perfect person, I am thankful for husband, and would feel thankful for him no matter what his calling/job title might be. I am thankful for my child. And I am thankful for my not so musical talents. (I do enjoy music.) Most of all, I am thankful the love a God who is perfect, that loves me even though I am not. And the grace that is given through Christ. I am thankful that Jesus lived a perfect life that I cannot. This time of year I am reminded of all that he suffered for my short comings. And most of all that Jesus conquered it all on Easter (that celebration is coming next week!), not just for me but for all the not so perfect people of this world.
