I am sorry, but I just had to share this photo with you all. I don't want to get so wrapped up in other things I write about that I fail to share with you my love of my family.I have noticed a problem that I must get a better handle on and it may be one some of you can relate to.
The challanges of being in ministry are similar to my prior profession as a basketball coach. Coach Joe Pichardo of Bishop Kenny told me one day that it was important that I marry a woman who was capable of being a "coaches wife." As a 25-year-old that didn't really mean a bunch to me at the time. A coaches wife would have to accept that her husband who have late nights watching game film, travel to scout upcoming teams, staying after games to talk to coaches, parents, players and know that their husband might also be a little more stressed out on occasion.
Though I am not officially a "minister," my wife also has similar challenges to the basketball coaches' wife. She has to deal with having to share her holidays with the church and me taking phone calls from people who I feel might need to talk to me. She has to deal with countless people knowing who she is though she has never seen or met them. She has to deal with waking up Sunday morning and getting three kids under 7-years-old ready for church by herself. And of course because my ministry happens when people are off of work, that means I am gone when she is off work and home with the kids.
I am so thankful that she supports what I do while keeping me accountable to my God-given responsibility to her and my kids. Too many times, I take for granted that she should accept whatever I happen to be doing because "it's ministry." Yes, too often I overlook the ministry that I have to lead that is positioned right under my own roof. (Thank you my love for being the helper God has called you to be.)
How about you? Sacrifice diner with family regularly because of work? Because of sports? Because the neighbor has a '57 Chevy he needs rebuilt?
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