In my childhood, it was always an exciting annual moment. On that cold December night, sitting in the sanctuary, surrounded

Let’s be honest. Sundays are not a day of rest for a pastor’s wife. Just getting kids out the door

“Can you please pray for us right now? He’s so discouraged. I don’t know how to help him. I don’t

When I met my husband, I knew the Lord was calling him to be a pastor. In my head, I

Once again, my talkative upstairs neighbor accosted me. It was easier to let her inside and continue with what I

When I married my husband, I knew I was also marrying my pastor for life. While others might get to