What is it like being a Pastor’s Wife? This is not an easy question to answer. There are so many layers to this role. Sometimes it feels like the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Other times, it seems like the best, most rewarding job. But I want to peel away all the layers and look at the heart of what it means to be a pastor’s wife. I’ve only been a wife for a little over a year. And, consequently, because I married a man who is a pastor, I’ve also been a pastor’s wife for a little over a year. In other words, the man I fell in love with was already a pastor. He was not my pastor at the time. In fact, I was a member of a much larger church in another city. The story of how we met and fell in love is sweet and romantic, but for now, I’ll just say I was swept off my feet quickly by this man. I didn’t love him because he was a pastor. I loved him because I looked into his wonderful blue eyes and saw a sweet soul that I could love forever. Our relationship was not based on t
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