Pastors' wives it has been day 3 of this season of rest God has called my family to, and these three days have felt like forever. We are in a gorgeous house, back in our hometown of Cookeville TN in a safe little neighborhood. Did I tell you before, that we lived on the 18th most dangerous road in the nation back in Nashville? What a nice change. My husband in this season of rest has laid down full time ministry to work odd little jobs to support our family. And all of this seems and feels like a wild dream I am stuck in.
We struggled with taking time to rest the past five years of the church plant in Nashville, and now God has given us no other option. Rest is our only option. Honestly, I see why it was so hard for us. When your life is called to full time ministry, it is so easy to get wrapped up in that call and start living and breathing ministry. It starts defining who we are, rather than allowing Jesus define who we are.
I told Jim yesterday, I need you to have a sermon every Sunday, because I miss our weekly discussions about what God is showing and teaching you for the Sunday ahead. He looked at me and said, "It has only been three days." It hasn't felt like only three days. I know we are called to this season, and we projected and hope it to be 6-12 months until God calls us someplace new. But as of now, I haven't figured out what it means to rest yet.
I still desire what was our past in Nashville. I have to learn to desire the season I am in, and stop longing for the past. As well as figure our what it means to rest, and look forward to what is next for our family when God calls us back into full time ministry.
Pastors' wives don't let ministry define who your family is. Let Jesus define who you are. Take time for your family to rest. And always step in and out of seasons with a grateful and thankful heart never looking back.
xo a girl who sleeps with the pastor