Thank God for Pastor's Wives!

I was blessed by a visit from my Pastor's Wife yesterday. She is a wonderful woman who is a pastor herself, but she keeps to the sidelines, her husband is head Pastor at my church, she runs the women's and children's ministries. Well, that means she has a double interest in me :-) My daughter is in one of her Sunday school classes, and knew about the surgery. Actually, I don't think there are many people who don't know about it LOL. I am an open book. Anyway, she had called to see how my daughter was doing, and if she would enjoy a visit. As we are all getting cabin fever here, I agreed even though my house isn't company worthy right now.

I though of about a million (OK, maybe not a million, but a whole lot) of excuses to call her with and tell her not to come, but in the end, God caught hold of my heart and I did not call her with any of them. She arrived, and wonderfully did not say anything about the mess. The dishes from breakfast weren't done, the laundry wasn't folded (and there was more piling up) and the baby was still in his jammies.

She visited with my daughter as if she was the only child on earth. My daughter always feels special around her. Then, not to leave them out, she spent a little time with the boys as well. My daughter was tired and went to her room, and Pastor's Wife talked with me for a while. If you read my blog regularly, you know that she has a different take on depression than I do. It is one area in which we have always butted heads. She asked me how I was doing, and again I was truthful with her. I told her I had been crying a lot and felt like everything is always piling up on me. This time, she did not give me the "you have it better than some" speech or the "you can do it, just look to the Lord" speech. She surprised me.

She said, "Do you need help?" I looked at her, stunned. I said yes, because the Lord is leading me to be more truthful about my needs and not just say I can handle it all the time. I feel like I should be able to, but I just can't. I told her as much. Well, that woman stood up, walked over to my sink and started washing dishes! Just like that!!! :-D She blessed my kitchen for about an hour, cleaning and organizing. I didn't realize how hectic life can be and how easily things get disorganized. You just get used to them that way. Well, after the dishes (dinner and breakfast) and 2 cabinets, she had to leave for a church meeting. But she promised she would come over every other week and help me to learn how to better manage the house.

I just did not know what to say. I feel like the Lord led her to my house because I wanted to tell her not to come so badly - I was so embarrassed. She was not embarrassed, she just knew what to say and what to do to bless me that day. Today has gone much smoother, having a cleaner kitchen helps keep it clean, and helps get other things done elsewhere!

Hoping you are blessed as well,
One Christian Mom