Just one month and 13 years ago I began the portion of my spiritual journey that I considered to be my calling: "pastor's wife". Over the past year everything that I have considered to be "ministry" has been shaken to the core. Life moments have not gone as I expected and I am discovering that where I came from and who I understood myself to be is not, in fact, where and who I am. My passion for my calling and all that I had thought that calling meant has washed away in the tide of my contemplations. My husband has sensed, and suffers from, my distance. It is time to start over - yet I do not understand what that means. I know that I teach our 2 & 3 year olds for the month of February and I appreciate the opportunity to work with children so young. These little ones are learning the most basic and beautiful of truths: God made me, God loves me, Jesus wants to be my friend forever and then there's playtime. It's a good place to start over: God, Jesus and playtime.
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