The Preachers Wife

I’m feeling a little reflective today. I seldom stop and truly look at all of my blessings. Far too often, I’m likely to take them for granted. Let me give you an inside look into the past year as a married couple…

Our first year of marriage has been something of an unexpected. My husband was called to preach long before we ever met. However, neither of us would understand what exactly that meant as a married couple. Sure, we devote a lot of time to the church and to the congregation. Sure, he’s gone every 3 day and night at the firehouse. Sure, I miss him. However, God has been so, so good.

When we were first married, I was working in the education spectrum. I have my degree to be a teacher. God hadn’t opened up any doors this school year. I’ve often stopped and cried aloud to God “Where do YOU want me?” Silence. Until I read Titus 2:5. Let me first start off by saying that I have no issues what-so-ever with working women or mommys. I commend you. I know it’s tough. The fact of the matter is, whether you work or not there will always be a pang of guilt in the pit of your belly. I recognize that and I applaud your efforts. This is my calling, it may not be yours. I’ve felt more and more as the days and weeks go by that the Lord is preparing my husband and I for children. I’ve always said that I would love to stay home with them and possibly home-school them as well. That’s still an unanswered prayer though.

So, with no teaching jobs opening up, I decided ‘oh I’ll just sub, that’ll work out for me.’ Umm…. nope. No calls. Lord what do YOU want me to do? Somehow through His grace we’ve made it. We have struggles and quite recently I was in tears to my husband about financial concerns. You know what though, overtime was offered extra money was earned and a few extra little financial blessings came our way. Praise the Lord! I do work from home now, I’ve become an online tutor which is great. God has opened up so many opportunities for us. What was once, ‘how can we make it?’ is now ‘with Jesus we’ll be alright.’ We may never have the most expensive anything. We may never move out of our tiny house. We may never be financial whiz-kids but we will always have our Jesus. We will always be carried and when it’s tough we can always crawl in His lap and cry Abba Father!

Thank you Lord for your many blessings.

“Count your blessings name them one by one, Count your blessings see what God has done.”