Christ said, My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness." 2 Cor 12:9
Submit Content
We want to hear about your experiences, the lessons you’ve learned and how God’s Word and prayer supported and sustained you in the joys and challenges of parsonage life. All submissions will be reveiwed before they are posted.
|
 | PoWeR— the Pastors' Wives Resources website provides resources for the parsonage family. It is also a place where you will find a common bond with those who constantly face the joy and challenges of parsonage life…read more |
Pastors' Wives Resources
|
Come To Me And I Will Give You Rest |
 |
 |
 |
|
Written by Deanne
|
|
Thursday, 22 October 2009 13:54 |
Rousing me from my sleep, I heard our daughter, Destiny, crying. Finally realizing she wasn’t going to stop crying, I went to check on her. She came into my arms with those little hiccup sobs laying her head on my shoulder, and I knew she wasn’t going to go back to sleep if I laid her right back down in her bed. It was still dark out and not yet time to get up, so I carried her back to our room and carefully climbed into bed situating the blankets to cover both of us with Destiny lying on my chest. Before snuggling down to sleep, she raised her head, looked over toward my husband, and laid her hand on his chest, which he promptly covered with his hand. She laid her head back down on my chest and comforted by Mommy and Daddy fell back to sleep. As I lay there wondering what could have caused her need to be comforted, I realized that my daughter and I were not much different. For more often than not, I have that same need to be comforted and sometimes only the comfort from my Heavenly Father will do.
|
|
Last Updated on Thursday, 22 October 2009 14:06 |
|
Read more...
|
|
|
Called by Marriage? Called by God? |
|
|
|
|
Written by Dr. Patty Hambrick
|
|
Monday, 19 October 2009 10:10 |
|
John 14:27, TLB. "I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart! And the peace I give isn't fragile like the peace the world gives. So don't be troubled or afraid." In the last three weeks, sometimes with my husband, Ted, sometimes without, I have counseled a couple in a broken marriage, encouraged a student not to drop out of school, attended numerous committee meetings, taught Sunday school, worked in the nursery, supervised and organized “Children’s Day”, took my turn cleaning the church, visited the sick, counseled a pregnant young woman considering an abortion, comforted two mothers who lost custody of their children, sang in the choir, worship team and helped with children’s music, confronted a drug-using mother, counseled two families with children in jail, talked to my family about my father’s failing health, worked my full-time job, etc. This is life as a ministry wife. |
|
Last Updated on Monday, 19 October 2009 10:12 |
|
Read more...
|
|
Written by Melissa Meador Wilson
|
|
Wednesday, 02 September 2009 10:44 |
|
 I spent the day curled up in the lap of Jesus. As I listened to the steady cadence of his heartbeat, and the soothing rhythm of his chest rising and falling with each breath he took- I found the comfort I was desperate for. I’ve never been so close to him before and for that I am very ashamed. Of course, the reason that led me to the lap of Jesus leaves me ashamed as well. I ran there. I ran away from a problem that was so huge, there was nowhere else to go. I found myself wishing that I’d run there every day in either my happiness or my sadness.
I’m sitting at the feet of Jesus now. I’m listening to him speak—I seem so small here, yet significant. His left hand rests lightly on my head and I can feel his electricity full of love and compassion. He’s smiling at me, tears in his eyes. I am mesmerized by his face. The sound of his voice is as calming as the aroma cookies baking in the oven. The sound of his voice drifts in and out of my head, steadying my heart. His tears sparkle in the corner of his eyes and occasionally one runs down his cheek. He is happy that I’m here. He’s been waiting a long time for me. |
|
Last Updated on Thursday, 10 September 2009 06:19 |
|
Read more...
|
|
|
Written by Tom Barnard
|
|
Tuesday, 22 September 2009 12:11 |
|
 I don’t enjoy flying in small airplanes. In fact, I don’t enjoy flying in commercial jetliners either. To be totally frank, I don’t enjoy flying…period! Many years ago, when I was in the U.S. Air Force, my commanding officer needed to get in some flying time and asked me if I would like to go up with him “for a spin” in a T-28 two-seater. I said, “Sure.” Bad decision on my part. The pilot had a great sense of humor, and he decided to demonstrate it for me at 3,000 feet above the ground near Laredo, Texas. Eventually, we landed safely, but I vowed never to do that again.
Dan West tells the story about a man who had a frightening experience on board a jetliner at 32,000 feet. The pilot announced turbulent weather ahead and directed everyone to buckle their seat belts. The passenger became quite distressed by the subsequent bumping around until he noticed a young boy seated next to him who was not even slightly fazed by the sudden, violent movements of the plane. Upon landing, the passenger asked his young companion, “I noticed you were not frightened up there. Why was that?” The boy replied, “Sir, I know the pilot. He’s my dad. I knew that as long as he was in charge of things, I would be safe.” What a great affirmation for the Christian life. |
|
Last Updated on Tuesday, 22 September 2009 12:12 |
|
Read more...
|
|
The Right Gear Makes all the Difference |
|
|
|
|
Written by Jill Barber
|
|
Tuesday, 25 August 2009 11:42 |
|
 While I sit on the back of our motorcycle and my husband takes us home from General Assembly in Orlando, Florida, it hits me that our life in ministry is much like riding this bike. Ministry in itself is an unconventional way of living. Not that it isn’t rewarding and full of blessings, but it is a little different than most other professions. In a similar way, motorcycling, even as a passenger, is definitely an unconventional way of traveling. It takes more effort, more gear, driving more defensively, and you feel every kind of weather element there is. Now, with almost 20 years of ministry and marriage under our belts, my husband and I have realized that with the right “gear” and some extra effort in learning the curves of the “road” and enduring the ever-changing “weather” in ministry, we can live a life of freedom from the pressures and assumptions that ministry often brings. With this eye-opening way of life, the last ten years have been an unforgettable adventure in serving the Lord.
|
|
Last Updated on Friday, 04 September 2009 08:25 |
|
Read more...
|
|
|
|
|
<< Start < Prev 1 2 3 Next > End >>
|
|
Page 1 of 3 |
|
