Let me begin by introducing myself. I am a mother, a grandmother, a pastor’s wife, and the Executive Pastor of the church my husband has pastored for the past 24 years. I have been married to my husband for almost 32 years. To say that this journey has been easy would be far from the truth. But it has certainly caused me to grow in ways I never imagined.

Twenty-four years ago, when my husband was called to the church we serve, I was not ready. My readiness had less to do with my ability in the role of a pastor’s wife, and more to do with me not wanting to be the traditional pastor’s wife. I remember clearly telling my husband, “I am not going to fit the mold!” Truthfully, I was determined not to fit the mold, whatever that mold was. My point was that I had to be me. I did not want to be anybody else other than myself. I did not want to look like anyone else. I did not want act or behave like anyone else. I just wanted to be me. Part of that was me trying to figure out who I was, but the other part was,

 I didn’t want to contribute to continuing the “tradition” of what a first lady was expected to be, look, and or act like. Now, I have to admit, I did wear the big hats and sit on the end seat of the second row with my children, but there was something within me that continued to drive me away from being like the rest. Not that being like the rest was a bad thing. I just wanted to be me, and not be expected to be what someone else thought I should be.

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