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A pastor can spend time with his family IN the ministry.
My dad did. Seven kids. All still in church faithfully (all but one IFB and some would call IFBx), two became pastors, another an assistant pastor's wife, another a church secretary and substitute CS teacher, two are church pianists, two are deacons, a bus captain, a bus worker, etc.
We loved working within the ministry with my dad and mom and not a one of us resent it, and, in the churches where my father served, he also had to work another job. He often worked 60+ hours a week, plus pastored the church. He'd doze at times during a game of Racko or Sorry.
We could. There were church members who said and did some awful things, deacons who threatened my mom, and an usher/deacon who literally took his tithe envelope back out of the offering plate after he had placed it in. That's just a few things.
I can remember wearing the same skirt to church week after week, wearing a different blouse every other week. It was not embarrassing to me. I was glad to have two outfits. When I went to college, I went with 2 pair of shoes - one pair for classes and one pair for church, which I quickly switched around - and four class outfits and 3 "Sunday outfits". I felt blessed beyond measure.
Sometimes, it the choice one makes in how they are going to view it when they look back from their adulthood. Why be upset because there were things you didn't think were fair? Even the most "mistreated" among PKs are blessed far beyond what we deserve, so go forward, and don't blame the past. God is just waaaaaaaaaay too good to us all for self-pity, regardless of the reasons.
My dad did. Seven kids. All still in church faithfully (all but one IFB and some would call IFBx), two became pastors, another an assistant pastor's wife, another a church secretary and substitute CS teacher, two are church pianists, two are deacons, a bus captain, a bus worker, etc.
We loved working within the ministry with my dad and mom and not a one of us resent it, and, in the churches where my father served, he also had to work another job. He often worked 60+ hours a week, plus pastored the church. He'd doze at times during a game of Racko or Sorry.
We could. There were church members who said and did some awful things, deacons who threatened my mom, and an usher/deacon who literally took his tithe envelope back out of the offering plate after he had placed it in. That's just a few things.
I can remember wearing the same skirt to church week after week, wearing a different blouse every other week. It was not embarrassing to me. I was glad to have two outfits. When I went to college, I went with 2 pair of shoes - one pair for classes and one pair for church, which I quickly switched around - and four class outfits and 3 "Sunday outfits". I felt blessed beyond measure.
Sometimes, it the choice one makes in how they are going to view it when they look back from their adulthood. Why be upset because there were things you didn't think were fair? Even the most "mistreated" among PKs are blessed far beyond what we deserve, so go forward, and don't blame the past. God is just waaaaaaaaaay too good to us all for self-pity, regardless of the reasons.