I wasn’t that good at being a pastor’s wife. But really, the expectations were such that few people could ever live up to them without ending up at a total breakdown.
The worst time of the year as a pastor’s wife was Christmas. We could have no life. Family time was wedged in between all the church things that engulfed the majority of every day for weeks. Forget traveling to be with family for the holiday, because every single church service and even took priority. And oh how I loathed the years when Christmas fell on a Sunday, because that meant being in church on Christmas Eve AND Christmas morning.
I guess I was never a fan of making “Jesus” the center of the holiday. 😂😂😂 (and by “Jesus” I obviously mean the church because being at church seemed to be the true meaning of Christmas and Jesus was there sometimes as decoration.)
Anyhow… merry Christmas from the ex pastor’s wife. Glad I don’t have to be at church unless I want to be.
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Adam Porrata
2023-12-27 01:40:11 +0000 UTC