*I wrote this right after Chad received liscensure in the PCA to preach. Not sure why I didn't post it then. I was, and am, so very proud of him.*
I know the song says something about being the son of a preacher man but I am claiming artistic license or whatever you call it. Probably, I should pay royalties. Still its true. Today, Im the wife of a preacher man. Sort of. Though, its really no different than two days ago when he was still preaching, just not licensed in our denomination. Either way I am so proud of him. He studied hard, tested well and answered boldly to all the questions he was asked. I keep waiting for someone to say, "um, 'scuse me...Chad, your license is revoked until you get a handle on your wife!" Ha!
There's a measure of exposure that makes me feel... well, exposed. There's no such thing as autonomy and forget sharing deep dark secrets with anyone. If that's how I feel how must Chad feel?!? Reflecting on how God has prepared us for this time I can't help but acknowledge his perfect ingenuity. Every circumstance has prepared my heart a little better and given me a broader perspective. He's always good that way. I look forward to what God has in store for us and am confident he will equip me to do what seems utterly out of my skill set.
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