Daily Devotional – 2/17/17 “The call of ministry!”

Looking at Facebook memories and the devotional, from this date in 2015, was one on how people would often ask my husband what it’s like living in the house with a minister. He still gets this question, two years later and his answer is the same because I didn’t change (too much … lol) after my call to ministry. I was raised in the church so going to worship didn’t change. The only thing drastically different is that I now sit in the pulpit instead of beside him on the 7th row, on the right hand side. I’m still, for the most part, the same person yet I didn’t expect my husband to change overnight because I had. I’d been in training for this position and I think I did a pretty good job of preparing my husband because I knew being the spouse of someone in ministry is hard, very hard. But just like two years ago, I still believe that because God knows our destiny, He creates the person for us that can handle it. This is why we have to allow God to lead us to the person we’re destined to be with. You can’t marry Sis. Lacy or Bro. Williams and expect her/him to be okay with being the spouse of a preacher when they’ve always been super jealous. If you do, you’re setting yourself up for a lot of late night arguments on why he/she called you so late or why the secretary text you.

This is why you can’t just marry anybody because not everybody is called to the position of ministry spouse. And it is a calling. You don’t have to believe me. Ask anybody who is married to ministry, they’ll tell you. Just because she can wear a hat and he looks good in a suit, it doesn’t make them capable of walking this spiritual walk. Baby, there’s a cost associated with the oil and you need to make sure the person you lay next to at night is willing to help you pay it. The last thing you want is to come home fighting in the natural when you’ve been fighting in the spirit all doggone day. You need somebody who can cover you while you’re covering everybody else. Somebody willing to help you hold the mantle of the anointing. Somebody willing to say, “Baby, you sleep and I’ll go to the hospital and check on so and so.” Somebody willing to say, “I’ll step in and teach bible class while you’re sick,” because you don’t have anybody else. Somebody who can handle the personalities of low down, disrespectful church folk without getting their feelings hurt. Somebody who can shout for you when nobody else is. Somebody willing to push when you’re tired of pulling. This comes from trusting God for your mate and not social media.