I want to be real. As a pastor's wife I often feel as if there are lists of expectations that people have for me, mainly, to be perfect. I am supposed to be a perfect mom, a perfect wife, a perfect housekeeper, an incredible cook, and shower every day. Oh, and I should homeschool all my children too.
The truth is, I am not perfect, sometimes I am not even average, I am just...me.
I don't thrive being a stay-at-home mom. I am not a good housekeeper, I don't enjoy cooking, I am allergic to cleaning, and having my children with me all day long would drive me crazy! I need time for myself.
In all the ways of the heart, I am not perfect either. I might be a pastor's wife, but I fail and sin just as much as anyone else. Who knows, maybe even more! I don't have it all together and I really don't want anyone to think that either.
I am a broken woman with an incredible God that continues to gently guide me. There are no pretenses with Him. I can come, just as I am, completely broken and know that I am fully accepted, completely loved, and deeply cherished.
I love that about Him.