The Awkward Pastor's Wife

       It was December 2006. I wasn't yet married and was sharing an apartment with my maid of honor. I was thrilled that she moved in with me. She brought friendship, kindness, and joy into my  apartment. She covered half the rent and forced me to be organized, which was quite necessary.           As she moved in, box after box was stacked up around her room, leaving only a small path from the door to her bed. Among the many things that she brought into our apartment, was a furry gray cat. Now listen. I'm allergic to cats. Up to this point I didn't quite care for them, but for my dear friend, I was willing to make things work. I would not only try to tolerate the cat but become friends with it and do whatever else cat people do.          Christmas was quickly approaching and the wrapping of gifts had commenced. My room mate was down the street with family. So I put on my brand new pj's and proceeded to wrap my gifts, but I needed tape. I walked through the tiny

        So, what can I say?! Many have been telling me it was time to start a blog. Well, here it is. Just in case some of you don't realize, I have no idea what I'm doing - so bear with me.  I struggled with what to post first. Was I going to use big fancy words, in big fancy fonts? Would I say something profound and intriguing? I don't think so... Then, where am I supposed to begin? I guess I'll just have to lay it all out.        Why a blog? My husband and I began our journey together as Associate Pastor and wife. Eventually, God called us into full time ministry. We would pastor a church. I was ready. I couldn't wait! The excitement was bubbling over and spilling out of us both. We moved into the church parsonage (absolutely beautiful, by the way), got settled in, and gracefully took on our newly bestowed role as Reverend and Mrs. As the months went by, my husband settled into his role as the Bishop, and I , well I ........ I discovered something....... Some