Do you ever listen to a song and think, that's me! There's only one song I think of when I think of being a pastor's wife.... Daddy was a preacher. She was his wife.
Sheila Walsh asked the Women of Faith audience where we were from. She called out Laurel, Maryland. Close. but, I live in Baltimore now! Next question. If you're a pastor's wife, stand up! Again. Close. I WAS a pastor's wife, but haven't been one since 2005. I was one when Jim was the pastor of Forestville Baptist Church. But after a merge there, he stepped down for the other pastor to take over. It was a painful process leading up to the merge. That's where I learned how harsh church people can be. So, when it ended, I was done being a pastor 's wife and began looking for me. We both began chasing rabbits. Jim's was to start a church plant in our neighborhood. While he dreamed about that, along came Lera. She was conceived in an email and that's where my book picks up. It was too painful to write about everything. (daddy was a preacher, she was his wife) So I just left that part out to deal with what was at hand. All I wanted was what God wanted, anyhow, so I focused on Hannah's birth leading up to adopting Lera.
THIRD DAY - WORTHY IS THE LAMB
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