Life as the Preachers wife can be a lonely one. I wish sometimes that I was back at home where I was raised having cookouts with lifelong friends, going on vacations together, getting to know their children. Alas, that is not what God had planned for me and oftentimes my heart yearns for the closeness of home. I’ve missed my brother And sister’s  children growing up, my best friend from youth has 3 children who wouldn’t even know my name.  I know we are doing what God wants, but I wonder if our church really understands what we have given up to serve here. Most of the time I don’t feel they even care. Maybe I’m just in a blah mood today! Having done all, STAND. So, here I stand.