Well, it's off to the ballgame for me. It's a gorgeous day and in anticipation of the long hours next week, I'll leave early.
Now comes the task of being pastor's wife as the church LH serves has their ballpark night. Hopefully, the team will play well. And hopefully, I won't embarrass LH in front of his parishioners. I will be on my very best behavior. Even for a fun event, there is always the underlying pressure of being "on" as either pastor or pastor's wife. Double-whammy!!!!
If I could, I'd almost just as soon stay home with Benny and the Jett, (our delightful greys) who really don't care what I'm wearing, if I am perfectly polite, never saying the slightest out-of-place thing. They could care less how my hair looks, or if I have a piece of theological wisdom to share.
Fortunately, I don't have to "be" pastor's wife, too often, so I go in the grace of God into this lovely afternoon, trusting God not to make a fool of myself this evening. Something, I do all too well.
There are times when being pastor's wife is more difficult than being pastor. Perhaps, because I'm not always aware of what I may be walking into since I'm not as much a part of the life at LH's church. Will keep that in mind when LH is pastor's husband at our church functions.
We try to take part when we can in each other's fellowship activities. Sometimes, that makes for a very full schedule. But for now, I will savor the sunset over the ballpark.