Diary of a Pastors Wife
An honest reflection of what couples in Ministry experience daily – the good, bad and the downright wacky. It demonstrates their undying love, commitment and sacrifice to the Ministry despite all odds.
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The Tree, the Storm, and the Survivor
Not all soil produces life. You can take the healthiest seed, full of potential, and bury it in the wrong environment. It will struggle to grow. Bad soil is dry, toxic, or shallow. It lacks the nutrients needed for deep roots and sustainable growth. Spiritually, the same is true. When we plant ourselves in places that are critical, cynical, disconnected, or spiritually dry, we begin to wither from the inside out. Our faith feels stagnant, our joy fades, and our fruitfulness is stunted. This is why it matters where we are planted.
The Untold Stories of Pastors’ Widows: Love, Loss, and Legacy
The early church emphasised the importance of caring for widows. In James 1:27, we are reminded that “religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress.” Yet, many pastors’ widows find themselves navigating their grief alone, disconnected from the very people who once called them family.
Beyond the Pulpit
The Invisible Weight Carried by Pastors’ Families It was Sunday morning. The music team played, and the congregation worshipped. Standing in the front row, next to my family, tears streamed down my cheeks. The timing was ridiculous. It was Sunday morning after all, when… Continue Reading “Beyond the Pulpit”
GANGSTER’S PARADISE
The soundtrack to Coolio’s hit “Gangster’s Paradise” has been playing out at Elsie’s River in Cape Town for decades. The area is only around five square kilometres, yet is bursting with stories of joy and anguish, love and hate, death and hope. This, dear reader, is a story of hope.
IN BETWEEN SUNDAYS
A lot happens in between Sundays, and often congregants have no idea of the amount of responsibility that weighs heavily on their Pastors shoulders.
She is Me, I am Her
I sit in the courthouse as I watch her cry
She is me, I am her, we must testify.
We cannot be silent
dying in beds soaked in violence
A Tribute to Pastors Wives
Thank You for loving our Pastor, supporting him and walking this tough and often lonely journey with him. Thank You for treating us as your children, caring for us, praying for us and being a source of inspiration and encouragement. Thank You for everything… Continue Reading “A Tribute to Pastors Wives”
TEN THINGS YOUR PASTORS WIFE WISHES YOU KNEW
1.We married for love, and had very little idea what we were really signing up for. We entered into our covenant union, looking forward to spending the rest of our lives with our best friend. The challenges of ministry came as a shock to… Continue Reading “TEN THINGS YOUR PASTORS WIFE WISHES YOU KNEW”
The Journey: Part One: A Date with Destiny
As we left the city lights behind, driving further into the misty midlands, the evening began to feel surreal. Not in the usual, first date sense. I wasn’t even sure if it was a date to begin with! However, it was clear that our relationship was about to change course. To be honest, I felt the overwhelming nearness of God.
When Life Throws You a Gigantic Curveball
Every one of those women was desperate. Every one of those women was strong. Every one of those women was deeply concerned about the well-being of the baby growing inside them. So was I. Yet we were helpless.
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