the pastor's wife

  • school,  the pastor's wife

    my real life.

    Remember all those photos I posted of our idyllic school room? Remember the sunshine, the peace and quiet, the morning cups of tea curled up on the futon? Well, I’d now like to present to you Exhibit A: Or what I like to call “my real life.” Um why yes, that’s a stationary bike in the corner. Brought home by my husband this weekend, so we’d have “something for our cross-training.” Which is wonderful, because I’d been laying awake at night worried about our cross-training. Apparently the chair makes a great post work-out towel rack. Apparently I’m also not a stickler for cleaning up the table after our school day. There…

  • motherhood,  the pastor's wife

    normalizing (and learning to rest before vacation).

    I’m sorry things have been quiet on the blog (and over email if you’ve emailed me). Do you ever feel like you get one area of your life more or less down and then realize with a start you’re letting several other areas slide? Anyway. After our beach trip I did some thinking and writing and asking myself the question, “What stresses me out right now?” and then as I listed some things I asked, “What of this is beyond my control and what do I need to take responsibility for?” I feel like I enter every vacation or family getaway stressed and burned out. I spend our three or four…

  • a long obedience in the same direction,  the pastor's wife

    some thoughts from my personal vacation.

    Our stay here in Lititz has come to an end.  It’s flown by and it’s been restful and good. When I left home I wasn’t rested.  I was worn out and stressed and wasting way too much time on the internet. Several days before our trip, David and I took a date to Real Mexico, and over juicy-hot barbacoa beef tacos had a talk about My Role In Ministry.  I guess I feel like I’m having an identity crisis of sorts. Who am I?  What should I be doing?  What shouldn’t I be doing? How do I love my family well and love our new church well right now? It’s…