It happened few days ago!
I got lost and I needed help. My husband and I had just moved into a new city and I was still trying to know my way round. I met this lady standing alongside the road probably waiting for a ride I thought. Since she was aptly dressed and looked like one of those with their senses intact, I asked for her help.
We instantly found common ground so the conversation picked up, moving at lightning speed through the usual questions:
Are you new here?
What do you do?
Where are you from originally? And it went on and on…
And then I asked it. I know I shouldn't have, but I did. I knew she would turn it around on me, but there it came. What does your husband do?
She answered and oh-so-politely he’s a lecturer in the state university.
She asked… so what brought you Asaba?
Eeeeeeeek. What a question from a person I just met. It's not that I'm ashamed at all about why we came to Asaba. It's just that the answer always makes the conversation either really awesome or really awkward in a hurry. I just never know which way it's going to go until I put it out there. And as soon as I answer it, her face will tell which way.
We moved here to start a church. My husband is a pastor.
Forced smile as I think she replays our conversation, trying to remember
if she said anything inappropriate in the last couple of minutes. This is how it mostly goes. But it's OK. I've gotten used to it. After all, I am the Pastor's Wife, Conversation Killer. The one that causes all conversations that I enter to come to a screeching halt as everyone stares at me with their most angelic smiles. It's assumed, I read my Bible and pray all day. I am not just The Conversation Killer Extraordinaire. No hun. I have many more titles in my Pastor's Wife credentials. I am also the: Sermon Illustration: I seem to be the Sermon. Here are a few perks of been a preacher’s wife:
All perfect princess: I am the person who has no problems, who struggles with nothing, who has an answer for everything, and who should pray for everyone.
The Extension Cord: If you need to get a message to the pastor, especially if you want to criticize something but are afraid to go straight to the top,
I'm your gal!
Nameless Person: Most of the time, I'm Nameless Person when I am introduced by church members to their friends not by my name but as Pastor's Wife, as in "This is my Pastor's Wife."
Church Encyclopedia: This is self explanatory right?
Super woman: (a.k.a 2-for-1): Don't worry, the Pastor's Wife can do it!
Maybe Paul was talking about being a pastor's wife when he said,
"I have become all things to all men, that I might by all means save some."
So I'll be the Conversation Killer and the Nameless Person if it also means I get to be Disciple Maker and Counselor and Lover of People. Paul said it best: "Now this I do for the gospel's sake." It's a pretty good gig.
P .S THIS POST IS ALL HUMOUR PLEASE DON’T TAKE IT SOUTH
P.P.S BEEN APREACHERS WIFE IS A HUGE BLESSING . DON’T THINK I WOULD TRADE IT IN THE WORLD FOR ANYTHING
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