Okay girlfriends, I noticed that some of you left comments regarding yesterday's blog. I love, love, love your responses! Keep the comments coming. In the meantime, here are a few responses I received from some girlfriends who are minister's wives. I hope you enjoy them.
You know you are a minister's wife when your freezer is full of beef in Texas, deer in Arkansas, and Bar B Q bologna in Tennessee. (That's what I'm talking about!)
You know you are a minister's wife when people say your prayers are more powerful.
You know you are a minister's wife when your favorite time of the week is Sunday night at 8:00 p.m.
You know you are a minister's wife when you perfect the art of smiling no matter how you feel. (Amen sister)
You know you are a minister's wife when you talk to yourself a lot or you talk to the walls too much. (Oh girlfriend, I am with you on that one. Call me and we'll talk!)
You know you are a minister's wife when no one will sit with you at church dinners because they are afraid of looking like they are too close to the pastor and family.
You know you are a minister's wife when you are anxious to make new friends and you realize the rest of the church already have their groups.
You know you are a minister's wife when you have a question, illness, etc and you realize you don't have a pastor no matter how sweet your husband is. (I feel the same way.)
You know you are a minister's wife when an eighty-six year old woman says you had better be glad she isn't younger. Also, when the same woman tells your husband that the music is too loud.
You know you are a minister's wife when you can't buy a lottery ticket because you might win.
You know you are a minister's wife when you are afraid to tell church members where you are going on vacation lest they think you are paid too much. (Been there; done that one!)
You know you are a minister's wife when you are afraid to walk down the liquor aisle at the store because of what they will think if a member sees you. (I fell out of my chair laughing on this one.)
You know you are a minister's wife when you can't make beer bread, but the deacon's wife can. (Also, don't even think about bringing a rum cake to a church social!)
Okay girlfriends, don't be shy. Post your thoughts.
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Loved the one about the lottery ticket. And the liquor store. Had a great conversation with some ladies in the church back at the holidays about marinating a turkey in Jack Daniels. HA!
Another great one - you know you're a minister's wife if you get asked in your husband's interview with a pulpit committee if you play the piano or sing.
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