I’m a fifth generation pastor’s wife.
Just to be clear, following in the footsteps of many before me was not my aspiration. In fact, right around age ten I declared to my mother: “I’m NOT going to marry a pastor.”
And God had other plans. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. After more than fifteen years serving in the church with my husband, I’m learning some important lessons about life and ministry, which tend to be intricately woven together:
I’m learning to laugh. I’ve experienced struggle in ministry and have grieved the loss of both parents at a young age, but in the midst of difficulty, there is always room for laughter. And let’s be honest, no matter what the trouble, when your daughter gets to church without anyone in the family realizing she’s wearing a pillowcase….
There’s room for laughter.
I’m learning to love words. There was a time in my life when I detested writing. I actually asked my sophomore English teacher if I could just tell him the answer to an essay question instead of writing it out (it seemed to be a pretty legit question in the moment). And then, ironically, I became a writing teacher. I’ve embraced the fact that words move us and help us to endure. Words are influential and powerful. Writing is cathartic; words can change a mood. There is beauty in words that is both obvious and mysterious, and I love to explore life through them.
I’m learning to embrace the truths in Scripture. There is nothing more powerful…more penetrating…than the Word of God. I know this to be true from my own life experiences and so studying and teaching these truths has become essential. Expounding on these truths through worship feeds my soul in an extraordinary way.
I’m learning to enjoy the beauty in this life. My husband and I don’t just eat to survive, we enjoy good food and the time spent together over dinner (forget selfies; we take pictures of our plates at newly discovered restaurants), and we love laughing with friends while talking about the endless possibilities in life. I take pleasure in attempting to beat my teenage son in a run (“attempt” being the key word). I relish in the many artistic talents that my teenage daughter has been given, leaving me both proud and certain that she is her father’s daughter. And instead of wishing away difficult moments, I’m learning to adjust my perspective and embrace the moments the Lord has given me including the strange ones, like my seven year old daughter doing cartwheels around my mom’s bed when she was near the end of her life. I’m learning that with a different perspective there may be humor found in the darkness, and with the light shed, there is beauty to behold.
Katie and her husband, Chris, serve together at Trinity Presbyterian Church in Kirkwood, MO. (www.trinitychurchkirkwood.org). They have three children (Ella, 15; J-Rod, 13; Lily, 9). Katie graduated from Covenant College in Lookout Mountain, GA. with a degree in English Education and serves on the advisory board for the college (for more information on Covenant, visit www.covenant.edu). Katie works as the music director for Trinity and is currently pursuing her Master of Arts in Theology from Covenant Seminary in St. Louis. She also spends her time writing, teaching women’s Bible study, serving on the churches women’s committee, and teaching private piano lessons.
Other articles written by Katie can be found at EnCourage and Rooted Ministry
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