Every day, I read through all the blogs on my blogroll. The reason I put them on my blogroll is because they are blogs I like to read. There are other good blogs out there that I read as time allows, but these definitely get reviewed daily. Well, almost daily. On super busy days, I may actually only view 5 or 6 of them. But if I have access to a computer in a given day, I will most certainly read David Petersen's CyberStones. He will probably think I'm flattering him so, for that reason, I hope he does not see this post. But you really should visit his blog.
Today's post really hit home. He writes about the life of the pastor's wife, in particular. It's more of a personal reflection. But one that I wish to echo. Having just left a wonderful congregation to serve the church in a different fashion at the seminary, thoughts such as Pr. Petersen expresses have been flooding through my brain.
I can't speak for the experience of other pastors and their wives. But my Julie is the perfect "pastor's wife." There are unique challenges being married to a pastor. I'll acknowledge that. But unique blessings as well.
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Pr. Petersen's Views on the Pastor's Family
A House, A Home
The Stiegemeyer moving saga continues. I know you will all be relieved to know that we FINALLY located Jacob's Playstation games and equipment. Again, if you don't have an 11 year old boy around, you may not quite understand how grave that problem was.
Yesterday, Julie and I went out and bought a bunch of furniture. In 16 years of marriage, we've never really gotten master bedroom furniture. So we took the dive yesterday.
My office is finally starting to shape up. Still a long way to go, but now I at least feel like I can start working there without having to weave through a sea of boxes.
In spite of the hassles, we've been very happy. The campus is beautiful. We know all our neighbors. Jacob is going to an excellent Lutheran school and is making lots of new friends. It is wonderful to be here associated with the seminary again. We sorely miss our friends and loved ones in Pittsburgh, but if we had to go somewhere, this was the right place.
