Being a pastor’s wife has a remarkable way of showing you the truth about how and why people behave the way they do. It’s like being an unpaid therapist. After enough repetition of the same problems, you begin to understand the frailties of human nature. You also start figuring out yourself.
It turns out, people aren’t unlucky. We’re just sinners, and we all swallow the same deceptions and do the same stupid stuff. The responsibility of knowing (and not talking about or being able to control) other people’s sins and consequences can be weighty and stressful. But catching a glimpse of reality can make you wiser and more intuitive.
If nothing else, my life as a pastor’s wife has shown me that people are people. It doesn’t matter how much money they have, or if they’re married, or if they love God. Every person makes the same kinds of mistakes and feels pretty much the same inner turmoil as every other person.
For what it’s worth, this is the wisdom I’ve gleaned from serving people with messy, fairly normal lives:
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