If you’ve never had a rough week, you may want to avoid
reading this post because it will probably make no sense to you. For those of you who can relate to having
some less than perfect days, you may continue.
This past week was a difficult week for me. Let me admit in advance that I know it could
be worse. Yes I have had worse weeks and I really do have a lot to be thankful
for. But, look, it still wasn’t my
favorite week of all time, okay? As a
minister’s wife, I am probably supposed to say that everything is always great
and days are always sunny and there are never any tough times. Well, in previous posts I have already
explained that I am not the ”Picture Perfect Pastor’s Wife”. That’s another blog by someone else. This is the “Flipflop Pastor’s Wife”. So, moving along.
A few months ago, God called us to a new ministry. We knew there would be obstacles. We prayed and had precious people praying for
us. We knew we were following God’s call
on our lives. There have been great
times, and there have been not so great times.
But, God continues to be there through all of them. He is faithful, even when my faith is weak.
This past week, as I was having a “flipflop pastor’s wife’s
pity party”, God, once again, spoke to me through His word. While studying in Genesis the last couple of
weeks, specifically the story of Noah, God has revealed some pretty cool
lessons to me. In a way I have never
realized before, I am kinda like Noah’s wife.
You see, when Noah first began building the boat as God commanded, I’m
sure his wife was a little nervous. She
probably even questioned what was going on.
But, she got on the boat.
Therefore, I assume she supported him and was his helper. And I have a feeling when that first drop fell
from the sky, she was pretty proud of her man.
“Oh yeah, that’s my man! My
hero! I am so blessed to have Noah-
thank you God for allowing me to have a REAL man who obeys you and trusts you.
That’s MY man!” Then, the rains came
down and the floods came up, the rains came down, and the floods came up, and…
okay, you know the song. But then, when
the rain stopped, it was time to wait. And wait. And wait. I am pretty sure it was stinking pretty bad
in that boat by now. She was probably
getting tired of being stuck in a situation that seemed like it may never get any
better. She probably thought, “Alright
Noah, what’s up with this? We are on the boat, the rain came and has
stopped. When is this water gonna dry up
already?” I can imagine her frustration
with all the animals and the work that had to be done, but seemed futile. And you know how women get when we haven’t had
enough vitamin D! But then, that day
came. The dove came back with the dry
leaf! Just as God had promised! He has blessed Noah’s faithfulness. Then, the dove left one day, and didn’t come
back! Blessed be the name of the
Lord!!
Genesis 8:1 says that ‘God remembered Noah’. He did not forget him or forsake him. And He won’t forget you or me! Isn’t that great to know? He doesn’t forget us!! I know that God is
faithful. I am excited for the day that
the dove doesn’t come back! I know it’s
coming! As a pastor’s wife, I want to be
the one who is cheering her husband on even when the waters seem to be taking a
long time to recede. I’m still learning,
but I want to be the one who trusts God even when everything around is stinking
and a lot of work needs to be done. I
need to be reminded every now and then to get out of my pity party and get in the
boat! There’s nothing more beautiful
than a rainbow!