Thursday, April 27, 2006

I Have Now Seen it All



Okay, this is killing me.

Times have changed.

You can get:
Kid's Bibles
Men's Bibles
Women's Bibles
Nurse's Bibles
Archaeological Study Bible
Family Bibles
Bride's Bibles
Dog Lover's Bibles
Cat Lover's Bibles

But really....the icing on the cake...The Menopause Bible. Nice.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

RED is my Favourite Colour

If you ask my children what my favourite colour is they will say RED.
If you ask them why, they will say, RED for the BLOOD.
This has long been my mantra whenever I speak of the colour RED.
RED for the BLOOD.
The BLOOD of my Saviour who died for my sins.
The power's in the BLOOD.
RED is bright, vibrant, passionate, filled with emotion and truth.
RED is my favourite colour.
RED for the BLOOD.

When I was a new Christian, I was introduced to Christian music. I was not very fluent in contemporary Christian music at the time, not to say that I am now either! However, a young man in my husband's first pastorate, introduced us to Petra. He gave us a homemade tape with a number of Petra tunes on it. I recall not being overly impressed with many of the songs because I found them too rocky at the time. I would probably love them now! lol In any case, there was one song on there that I simply adored. It was The Coloring Song. That tape is long gone now but on occasion I think of that song.
Here are the lyrics...Click here to listen to the music while you read the lyrics.



The Coloring Song
Artist: Petra
Written by: Dave Eden
(c)1981 Dawn Treader Music

Red is the color of the blood that flowed
Down the face of Someone Who loved us so
He's the perfect man, He's the Lord's own son,
He's the Lamb of God, He's the only one
That can give us life, that can make us grow,
That can make the love between us flow.

Blue is the color of a heart so cold
It will not bend when the story's told
Of the love of God for a sinful race
Of the blood that flowed down Jesus face
That can give us life, that can make us grow
That can keep our hearts from growing cold.

Gold is the color of the morning sun
That shines so freely on every one
It's the sun above that keeps us warm
It's the Son of love that calms the storm
That can give us life that can make us grow,
That can turn our mornings into gold.

Brown is the color of the autumn leaves
When the winter comes to the barren trees
There is birth, there is death, there is a plan
And there's just one God, and there's just one man
That can give us life, that can make us grow
That can make our sins as white as snow

That can give us life, that can make us grow
That can turn our mornings into gold.
That can give us life, that can make us grow
That can keep our hearts from growing cold.
That can give us life, that can make us grow
That can make the love between us flow.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Home Sweet HomeSchool

I praise God that we are legally allowed to HomeSchool our children. There are changes in the wind but at this point we still have the *right* to school our own children. I am especially thankful for this when I hear stories about others and what they are going through in the public school system. I am thankful that yes, my children are sheltered, but sheltered from the things that they should be! Not from what a stranger in some boardroom says they should be. Nor are they exposed to things they shouldn't be. Things that the government and public schools have re-defined as good and have brought it upon themselves to indoctrinate children with. Please read the following, real-life example of parents being robbed of their parental rights, their influence on their own child and rendered impotent within the school system their child is enveloped within.

Massachusetts Elementary School Shows Its Rainbow Colors

This is taking place in a Grade 2 class. One of my sons is in Grade 2. We are talking about 7 year old children who are being exposed, no, indoctrinated with this twisted propaganda. A second-grade teacher's decision to read students a book about homosexual romance and "marriage" in class is being defended in Massachusetts. The book King & King, is a story about a prince who spurns a number of eligible princesses to marry another prince. The story ends with the two men marrying and sharing a kiss.

When the parents of one of the children complained, they were told no parental notification was required, nor would it be given before future discussion on homosexual "marriage." The school officials basically told the parents "We're not going to give you notification on this -- we're not even going to tell you after it happened, and you can't opt your child out."

Remarkable. Do you see what is going on here? It is one thing for them to teach this in the public school system but then to say that a parent cannot opt their child out, that they do not have that right as a parent, is astounding.

I praise God for HomeSchooling and for Christian Schools where the truth of God's Word is taught to children. Guard your children's minds, parents. It is a scary place out there in the world and although we are in it, as Christians, we are not of it.


You may read the full article here

Monday, April 24, 2006

Out with the Old


Okay, I have come to realize that cleaning should not be left until Spring. I have discarded some very curious items from my fridge today. They would have passed quite well as science experiments for the kids homeschooling science class. Needless to say, I will be checking for invaders in those leftover containers more frequently.

We did very well with our Yard Sale on Saturday. My daughter raked in $40 and I passed the $130 mark. It was all good!!! We packed up the remaining goodies and will have to schedule another Yard Sale for June.

I am off to my office to try and gather up my paperwork to send off to the accountant. Tax time always creeps up on me and I am anxious to get some cash back!! Off to the dungeon.....

Saturday, April 22, 2006

True Patriot Love in all our Sons Command


The four Canadians most recently killed have been identified.

From top:
Cpl. Matthew Dinning,
Lieut. William Turner,
Bombardier Myles Mansell
and Cpl. Randy Payne. (National Defence)











"These men were working to bring security, democracy, self-sufficiency and prosperity to the Afghan people, and to protect Canadians' national and collective security." and "....had made the ultimate sacrifice in Afghanistan..."
Stephen Harper, Prime Minister of Canada

Canadian Casualties in Afghanistan:

Cpl. Ainsworth Dyer
Hometown: Montreal but family lived in Toronto
Age: 24

Pte. Richard A. Green
Hometown: Mill Cove, Nova Scotia
Age: 21

Pte. Nathan Smith
Hometown: Porter's Lake, Nova Scotia
Age: 27

Sgt. Marc Leger
Hometown: Lancaster, Ont.
Age: 29
All four were killed and eight others wounded in a friendly-fire incident near Kandahar on April 18, 2002. A U.S. F-16 fighter jet mistakenly bombed the Canadians, who were on a training exercise.

Sgt. Robert Alan Short
Hometown: Fredericton
Age: 42

Cpl. Robbie Christopher Beerenfenger
Hometown: Ottawa
Age: 29
Both were mortally wounded in a roadside bombing southwest of Kabul on Oct. 2, 2003. Three others survived the blast.

Cpl. Jamie Brendan Murphy
Hometown: Conception Harbour, Nfld.
Age: 26
Perished in a suicide bombing on Jan. 27, 2004 while on patrol near Kabul. Three others were wounded.

Pte. Braun Scott Woodfield
Hometown: Eastern Passage N.S.
Age: 24
Died when the armoured vehicle he was travelling in rolled over on Nov. 24, 2005, near Kandahar. Four soldiers were hurt.

Glyn Berry
Age: 59
A Canadian diplomat and the only civilian casualty, Berry was killed and three Canadian soldiers were wounded in a suicide bombing near Kandahar on Jan. 15, 2006.

Cpl. Paul James Davis
Hometown: Bridgewater, Nova Scotia
Age: 28

Master Cpl. Timothy Wilson
Hometown: Grand Prairie, Alta.
Age: 30
It happened just a few weeks ago. Davis was killed when his armoured vehicle ran off a road in the Kandahar area on March 2, 2006. Wilson later succumbed to his injuries. Six others were injured.

Pte. Robert Costall
Hometown: Thunder Bay
Age: 22
Costall perished during a fierce firefight with Taliban insurgents north of Kandahar on March 28, 2006. Several others were wounded in the battle.

Cpl. Matthew Dinning
Hometown: Richmond Hill, stationed in Petawawa, Ont.

Bombadier Myles Mansell
Hometown: Victoria

Lieut. William Turner
Hometown: Toronto, stationed in Edmonton

Fourth, unidentified soldier

All were killed April 22, 2006 by a roadside bomb near Gumbad, about 70 kilometres north of Kandahar.

Friday, April 21, 2006

Her Royal Majesty turns 80!


HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Queen Elizabeth II



You must visit This Website where you will find a plethora of information regarding the Queen, her reign and everything Royal.


Spring is in the Air

We have had rain for 20 days out of a possible 21 so far this month. Of course, April showers bring forth May flowers but it would be nice to see the sun a little more. Today is beautiful so far and tomorrow, the weatherman promises, is to be sunny with 0% chance of precipitation. You know what that means, don't you? Yard Sale time!!!

Once HomeSchooling is finished today my daughter plans on being busy cleaning, organizing, bagging and pricing all her old treasures. She even intends on selling her brothers treasures too, just don't let them know that! This girl of mine is a true entrepreneur...the apple does not fall far from the tree.

I better get moving and do some more cleaning myself. It is amazing the amount of stuff we collect and keep for no real reason. I am going to spread the joy and put out my offerings at her Yard Sale tomorrow too. I wouldn't mind having a bit 'o cash myself!

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Disorder in the American Courts



Another Pastor's Wife shared these on a message board and I thought they were hilarious....hope you do too!!

Actual comments between Attorneys and Witnesses, made in American court.

Att.: Are you sexually active?
Wit.: No, I just lie there.

Att.: What is your date of birth?
Wit.: July 8th.
Att.: What year?
Wit.: Every year.

Att.: What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning?
Wit.: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"
Att.: And why did that upset you?
Wit.: My name is Susan.

Att.: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
Wit.: Did you actually pass the bar exam?

Att.: Can you describe the individual?
Wit.: He was about medium height and had a beard.
Att.: Was this a male or a female?

Att.: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?
Wit.: No.
Att.: Did you check for blood pressure?
Wit.: No.
Att.: Did you check for breathing?
Wit.: No.
Att.: So then, it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?
Wit.: No.
Att.: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
Wit.: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
Att.: But could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
Wit.: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

The Celebration Goes On


It was a very busy weekend with lots of worship, food, praise, food, fellowship, food, singing and did I mention food? Back on the old wagon and trying to eat right again. The house has been purged of all forms of chocolate, whether they be eggs, bunnies or butterflies! We now have an obligation to eat egg salad sandwiches and deviled eggs for a couple of days....healthier eating than chocolate but without the same taste experience.

Easter on the calendar is over but I praise God that Christ is risen and that Resurrection Sunday is but a reminder to us as we live our Christian lives daily. Jesus is alive year around and forevermore.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

He has Risen Just as He Said!



Jesus Christ did not stay in the tomb after being placed there following his crucifixion. He was raised from the dead by the power of God that Easter Morning. We serve a Risen Saviour!!

Matthew 28

The Resurrection

1After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
2There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. 3His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. 4The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.
5The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. 6He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. 7Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."
8So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. 9Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. 10Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me."


The Guards' Report

11While the women were on their way, some of the guards went into the city and reported to the chief priests everything that had happened. 12When the chief priests had met with the elders and devised a plan, they gave the soldiers a large sum of money, 13telling them, "You are to say, 'His disciples came during the night and stole him away while we were asleep.' 14If this report gets to the governor, we will satisfy him and keep you out of trouble." 15So the soldiers took the money and did as they were instructed. And this story has been widely circulated among the Jews to this very day.


The Great Commission

16Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go. 17When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. 18Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."

Friday, April 14, 2006

What is so Good about Friday?



Read for yourself why Friday is so very good!

Mark 15

Jesus Before Pilate
1Very early in the morning, the chief priests, with the elders, the teachers of the law and the whole Sanhedrin, reached a decision. They bound Jesus, led him away and handed him over to Pilate.
2"Are you the king of the Jews?" asked Pilate. "Yes, it is as you say," Jesus replied.
3The chief priests accused him of many things. 4So again Pilate asked him, "Aren't you going to answer? See how many things they are accusing you of."
5But Jesus still made no reply, and Pilate was amazed.
6Now it was the custom at the Feast to release a prisoner whom the people requested. 7A man called Barabbas was in prison with the insurrectionists who had committed murder in the uprising. 8The crowd came up and asked Pilate to do for them what he usually did.
9"Do you want me to release to you the king of the Jews?" asked Pilate, 10knowing it was out of envy that the chief priests had handed Jesus over to him. 11But the chief priests stirred up the crowd to have Pilate release Barabbas instead.
12"What shall I do, then, with the one you call the king of the Jews?" Pilate asked them.
13"Crucify him!" they shouted.
14"Why? What crime has he committed?" asked Pilate. But they shouted all the louder, "Crucify him!"
15Wanting to satisfy the crowd, Pilate released Barabbas to them. He had Jesus flogged, and handed him over to be crucified.

The Soldiers Mock Jesus
16The soldiers led Jesus away into the palace (that is, the Praetorium) and called together the whole company of soldiers. 17They put a purple robe on him, then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on him. 18And they began to call out to him, "Hail, king of the Jews!" 19Again and again they struck him on the head with a staff and spit on him. Falling on their knees, they paid homage to him. 20And when they had mocked him, they took off the purple robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him out to crucify him.

The Crucifixion

21A certain man from Cyrene, Simon, the father of Alexander and Rufus, was passing by on his way in from the country, and they forced him to carry the cross. 22They brought Jesus to the place called Golgotha (which means The Place of the Skull). 23Then they offered him wine mixed with myrrh, but he did not take it. 24And they crucified him. Dividing up his clothes, they cast lots to see what each would get.
25It was the third hour when they crucified him. 26The written notice of the charge against him read: THE KING OF THE JEWS. 27They crucified two robbers with him, one on his right and one on his left. 29Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads and saying, "So! You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days, 30come down from the cross and save yourself!"
31In the same way the chief priests and the teachers of the law mocked him among themselves. "He saved others," they said, "but he can't save himself! 32Let this Christ, this King of Israel, come down now from the cross, that we may see and believe." Those crucified with him also heaped insults on him.

The Death of Jesus
33At the sixth hour darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour. 34And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"—which means, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"
35When some of those standing near heard this, they said, "Listen, he's calling Elijah."
36One man ran, filled a sponge with wine vinegar, put it on a stick, and offered it to Jesus to drink. "Now leave him alone. Let's see if Elijah comes to take him down," he said.
37With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last.
38The curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. 39And when the centurion, who stood there in front of Jesus, heard his cry and[d] saw how he died, he said, "Surely this man was the Son of God!"
40Some women were watching from a distance. Among them were Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James the younger and of Joses, and Salome. 41In Galilee these women had followed him and cared for his needs. Many other women who had come up with him to Jerusalem were also there.

The Burial of Jesus
42It was Preparation Day (that is, the day before the Sabbath). So as evening approached, 43Joseph of Arimathea, a prominent member of the Council, who was himself waiting for the kingdom of God, went boldly to Pilate and asked for Jesus' body. 44Pilate was surprised to hear that he was already dead. Summoning the centurion, he asked him if Jesus had already died. 45When he learned from the centurion that it was so, he gave the body to Joseph. 46So Joseph bought some linen cloth, took down the body, wrapped it in the linen, and placed it in a tomb cut out of rock. Then he rolled a stone against the entrance of the tomb. 47Mary Magdalene and Mary the mother of Joses saw where he was laid.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Hard Life Lessons


My 10 year old son's cat got out of the house last night. He is missing and is strictly an indoor cat. His name is Frisky. Five years ago this same son had another cat escape and was hit by a car and killed. He said this morning, "Why do all these lessons have to be with the things most precious to me?" It just broke my heart. Please pray for the return of Frisky...but also pray for my son's heart. He is a sensitive boy and feels things deeply. Pray that his faith will be strengthened during this hard time for him.

It is not just about a cat, although we love that silly feline...it is about my son's heart.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Have Some Compassion


We have been sponsoring a little boy in Nicaragua for nearly a year now. It has been such a blessing to us. Our children enjoy writing him letters, drawing pictures, sending stickers and other little goodies to him. We pray for him and his family every day. He is a part of our family and we are responsible to him financially and spiritually. What a priviledge is ours!! We just received another letter from him yesterday with a new photo and a drawing. I cried my eyes out as I read the letter to the children. He was so thankful to God and our family for sponsoring him. He asked for prayer for his family and his mother as she walks with Jesus. To be a small part of that brings such joy to my heart!

There are a number of ministries out there who feed the children. They care for them physically but their spiritual life is not addressed. I am putting a plug in here for Compassion. It is a wonderful ministry that feeds, clothes and educates the children but more importantly, Compassion teaches the children about Jesus Christ.



Visit Compassion USA or Compassion Canada
to share Christ with these children.

Monday, April 10, 2006

It is Well with My Soul

I must confess that I enjoy many of the newer songs of the church. Some of the old gregorian chants just don't do it for me. My husband says I want all the songs to be fast, but that isn't true. There are some classic hymns that will never die away because they are filled with truth and express our faith so well. One of those is, It is Well with My Soul. I simply adore this hymn. It calls me to worship our God and King with all of my being. The parts in bold are especially precious to me. Here are the words:

It is Well with My Soul

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Refrain

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

Refrain

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

Refrain

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

Refrain

Words by Horatio G Spafford, 1873.
Music by Phil­ip P. Bliss, 1876

Go here http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/i/t/i/itiswell.htm to hear it and see 2 more verses. You can also read what inspired Spafford and Bliss to write the words and the music.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Those Unsocial Homeschoolers


Homeschooling Family Finds Ways to Adapt to a Public School 'Socialization' Program.

"When my wife and I mention we are strongly considering homeschooling our children, we are without fail asked, 'But what about socialization?' Fortunately, we found a way our kids can receive the same socialization that government schools provide.

On Mondays and Wednesdays, I will personally corner my son in the bathroom, give him a wedgie and take his lunch money.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays, my wife will make sure to tease our children for not being in the 'in' crowd, taking special care to poke fun at any physical abnormalities.

Fridays will be 'Fad and Peer Pressure Day.' We will all compete to see who has the coolest toys, the most expensive clothes, and the loudest, fastest, and most dangerous car.

Every day, my wife and I will adhere to a routine of cursing and swearing in the hall and mentioning our weekend exploits with alcohol and immorality....

And we have asked them to report us to the authorities in the event we mention faith, religion, or try to bring up morals and values."

Your Pastor's Wife

I found this article here .


How to Encourage Your Pastor's Wife by Donna Bordelon Alder

Jenna (not her real name) was one of the most beautiful women I had ever met. Her fine eyes moved easily into a warm smile and a lovely toss of blond hair curved around the flawless skin of her face and neck. Graceful and slender, she laughed easily and for that reason, I felt she must be happy with life. Although I did not know her well, we had exchanged pleasantries in the lunch line at a pastors' retreat and had chatted on other district occasions. One could not miss her beauty, and her quiet charm — which I mistook for a quiet spirit. Her husband pastored a modest church in a large, neighboring city and, from all appearances, loved her dearly.

On a white, northeast winter Sunday, while her children and husband were in church, she committed suicide in the parsonage.


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When I heard the news, a chilling wave rose in my heart, then settled like gray dust all over my thoughts.


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When I heard the news, a chilling wave rose in my heart, then settled like gray dust all over my thoughts. I was in the early throes of my own dark valley, and was genuinely frightened to think someone so lovely and gracious could have concluded her valley so terrible. At that time in my life, I was at home with three children, five and under, and enduring the tumult of post-partum adjustments, a new church assignment and an unfamiliar parsonage. The people in our previous church, who had loved us and cared for us for five wonderful years, were far away and I was only just becoming acquainted with our new parishioners.

It was a very dark time for me. I did not want to trouble my husband by confiding in him, as he was enduring his own upheavals. For months, that same chill would overtake my thoughts regularly. I cannot say mine were thoughts of self-destruction, but thoughts of escape became more and more magnetic. I called desperately to God and he enabled me to hang on, but far from triumphantly, I felt. Eventually, after a remarkable series of God-ordained events, the chill lifted.


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The responses of 72 women have been analyzed and distilled into some practical advice on how to encourage your pastor's wife.


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Jenna's experience, and my own, precipitated in me a desire to put an arm around other pastors' wives who endure such dark periods. So I developed a questionnaire that I administered at a subsequent pastors' and wives' retreat. Dr. Cecil Paul, who was at that time a psychology professor at Eastern Nazarene College, graciously consented to administer this same questionnaire to a number of pastors' wives at a mid-west retreat. From the answers to those open-ended questions, a second, more quantitative questionnaire was developed. The responses of 72 women have been analyzed and distilled into some practical advice on how to encourage your pastor's wife. Although she may not be enduring such a dark night of the soul now, it is likely that, at some point, she has or she will. As a caring layperson, you may be able to help.

Let me introduce you to the average pastor's wife of this survey. She is 39.1 years old, has been in the ministry 12.2 years, describes the ministry most often as rewarding, exciting and challenging. On a scale of 1 to 10 (1= poor, 10 = super), she feels 7.45 about life and 6.78 about herself. Fifty-four percent of these women had only positive words when describing their role, 24% used both positive and negative words, and 12% used only negative words. Sixty-three percent of respondents, when asked what they liked most about being in ministry, said meeting and helping people. When asked what they dislike most about the ministry, 47% mentioned expectations others have for them. The top two things that bother them most are people who reject God after all their efforts, and not having enough willing workers. They feel the greatest pressure from themselves (23.5%) and are most discouraged by unresponsive people (44%)

Eighty-eight percent of all respondents answered yes to the question, "Have you ever experienced periods of depression?" The average age of onset of this depression is 31.8, although a statistical analysis indicates a wide spread. Twenty-five percent said this experience had occurred once or twice in their lifetime, 23% said once or twice a year. For most, the time of onset is within the first 5 to 6 years of ministry. When asked to describe this experience, the terms "general discouragement and mild depression" are used 77% of the time. Seventeen percent suggest "deep depression" describes their experiences and 17% had thoughts of self-destruction.

If, as I suspect, most had experiences like mine, they would admit to recurrent, obtrusive thoughts of escape in some irresponsible manner.


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It is important to remember that most of these women feel positive about their role and find satisfaction in what they do. Most do have times of mild depression, as do women everywhere, which frightens and exasperates them and cripples their effectiveness.


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It is important to remember that most of these women feel positive about their role and find satisfaction in what they do. Most do have times of mild depression, as do women everywhere, which frightens and exasperates them and cripples their effectiveness. It is apparently a surprise to most of them. Since you are reading this, you care about your pastor's wife and genuinely want to encourage her. Here are some suggestions.

1. Ask God to help you with your expectations of her. (The number one reply to the question, What I dislike most about the ministry is ... was "Expectations others have of me.") False expectations remind me of buying clothes from a catalogue. Remember the last time you perused your favorite dress/suit catalog to select a dress/suit for the district assembly, or for your professional workplace? As you looked up from the catalog page, you could well imagine the striking way the outfit would fit and feel and the lovely sense of well being it would generate. But if you have purchased clothing from a catalog, you know that reality is seldom what you anticipated. Wisdom and time refine your catalog expectations. Let wisdom and God's grace refine your expectations for your pastor's wife. There are some things she will be and many things she will never be. Let thanksgiving cover the former and grace the latter. If she is discouraged, it is likely that she is not measuring up to her own expectations of herself (56% of pastors' wives who experienced depression suggest one reason for their depression is low self-esteem). Let her find her role in the church; don't expect her to be suited for every job that needs to be done.

2. Tell her how she has made a positive impact on your life or on God's kingdom. (The top reply to the questions, What bothers me most is ... or The most discouraging thing is ... was "Unresponsive people".) Unresponsive people are what breaks the heart of God, so this is a legitimate burden she carries, and she can understand that. But often she does not even recognize the work she has done. Laura and I were chatting in the foyer of the church one Sunday and I was overwhelmed by how God was transforming her life. She had come to know Christ one shining Sunday morning 22 years ago as I had prayed with her at the altar the very first time she had come to church. Many years of work and much grace from God later and she has become a parole officer with an M.S.W. degree and is in the home-study program, on her way to becoming an ordained deaconess. She often leads prayer in our Sunday services and she touches God for me as I listen. She seems to speak from my heart.

I told her this as we chatted, and she gave me one of the most encouraging bouquets I have ever received. She smiled as she spoke, "You have been my role model."


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Tell your first lady when she has made a difference in your life.


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Tell your first lady when she has made a difference in your life. Tell her when the words of her Sunday school class have helped you make the right decision for your family. Tell her when the call she made came at just the right moment in your load. She needs to know that she has made a difference for Jesus. The thing she likes most about the ministry is helping people. Don't just say, "I appreciate you." She can easily dismiss this as a kind generality. Thank her for some specific way she has helped you. Tell her if she has been your role model.

3. Provide for her spiritually. (I deal with pressure by ... "Praying" (29%); When tempted to be discouraged I ... "Read the Bible/Pray" (37%); What helped me most during my discouraging time was ... "Prayer and Bible reading" (28%). Ask some caring women in your church to help sponsor her in attending a prayer retreat or a women's conference. Find out what gathering she thinks might encourage her and help her get there. A few months after Jenna's suicide, I was at my lowest spiritual level when Nada came to me and suggested that I might enjoy a weekend at a local discipleship workshop. I had not spoken to her of this dark night my soul was slogging through, but she sensed it. She made arrangements for childcare for me and approached the church board for financial support for the workshop. Something from that workshop reached me. I did not come home a changed woman, but the following Sunday, I wept as I remembered the experiences of that conference and the thin slice of light that began to shine into the eyes of my heart. I am touched to tears even as I write this. You may not say just the right words to bring that light, but there is a great probability that you can help her find its beginning.

4. Pray for her, especially when she is ill, pregnant or caring for babies. (What family circumstances surrounded the experience? "Health and pregnancy issues" (29%). She values prayer: it is the power that sustains her. When she is ill or pregnant, pray — not just for physical healing or a smooth delivery and transition. Indeed, God has called us to pray for any among us who are ill, so do pray for healing. However, do not spend all your prayer currency on these decaying bodies. These moments of physical stress also turn out to be times of great spiritual duress. Pray for her soul and spirit, that God would open her eyes to His glorious inheritance. The enemy is grinding away at her perspective. Pray for God's peace to remain in her heart.

5. Help her find someone in whom she can confide. (At the time, what helped me most was ... "Talking to someone" (31%); What frustrated me most when I was depressed was ... "Isolation" (16%). The number one source of help in these times was the sterling listener. Many respondents suggested that talking to their husbands provided encouragement. Open the door for your parsonage couple to get away for a few days, together, alone for conversation. Offer to keep the children. Does someone in the church own a nice cabin, or lovely beach cottage? Offer it to them for all the Mondays in September. Give them a gift certificate to a charming Bed and Breakfast.

However, many pastors' wives long for a female friend in whom to confide. You may be able to provide this friendship or you may not. Don't be disappointed if she is uncomfortable talking to you. She is uneasy allowing people from the church to see her discouragement. Somehow, it seems unchristian and she is most frustrated that she cannot seem to be what she thinks a pastor's wife should be, so she may not want you to see this side of her. (That which frustrated me most when I was depressed was ... "My own feelings about myself" (29%). If you are able to provide a listening ear, please consider the following suggestions:


Maintain absolute confidentiality of her words and her spirit. There are those who feel elevated by the confidences of others. Some of these individuals find esteem in informing others of their value as confidants. Don't be one of these! Not only should you not repeat what you have heard, but also none should know you heard it. Feign ignorance when others make references to her. Steady your eyes and face and maintain your silence.

Be a total listener. Do not entertain the thought of telling her how you or your mother or sister had a similar experience. One Sunday morning, heavy with some momentary tribulation, I stepped to the altar to pray for relief. A beautiful, well-meaning Christian friend came to kneel beside me and asked if she could help me pray. I cautiously unpacked a small corner of my heart and laid it before her. She seemed to glance at it and quickly breeze into her own experience with the same difficulty, and then she followed with her daughter's experience. I carefully folded the remaining troubles back into their case in my heart and smiled as I listened for the five or ten minutes we knelt together. Please, do not do that. Even if you think it may help her to see that you understand, it is not what she needs. LISTEN! Listen until she has finished. Ask her questions about how these things make her feel. Ask her what seems to help. Ask her what you can do to help. Do not interject your thoughts until she is finished. She will be reluctant to unload, and will pause to see if you really are listening. Don't use these pauses to relate your advice. Use them to ask if there is more. Probe carefully, like a fine surgeon searching for a tiny lump. In my 33 years as a pastor's wife, I have had exactly four women who understood how to listen. They have blessed me, indeed. They have carried my load; so I could in turn, at some later time, help shoulder theirs.
Once a year, many churches appropriately honor their pastor and his wife on a designated Sunday. This blesses them. A hearty "Thank you" if you do this. On that Sunday, or on another, remember your pastor's wife, not so much with public words or gestures, but with a heart sensitive to her spirit. She will love you for it.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Salvation is Mine!!


It was 18 years ago this very day that God removed my heart of stone and replaced it with a heart of flesh. I was not raised in a Christian home but God put a Christian in my path while I was away at university who shared the Good News of Jesus Christ with me.

I am humbled by God's grace to me. Just like the Scriptures say in John 1:16, "From the fullness of his grace we have all received one blessing after another." I am overwhelmed by His goodness to me and to my family.