Confessions of a Preacher's Wife

When I was only ten years old, I was living in poverty, trapped in a dysfunctional situation - and so without hope that I attempted suicide. As years passed, nothing changed. With nowhere to turn, I called out to God for help, unsure if He even existed. From that moment on, I saw the hand of God in my life: in my mother's miraculous rescue from a murder attempt; in my post high school enrollment in a Bible School; and in my marriage to a wonderful man, whom I met when he visited my home church as a guest preacher. I'd gone from spiritual and physical destitution to a wealth of love and blessing! Yet being the wife of a minister wasn't without difficulties. From becoming a skilled hostess to dealing with the women who were attracted to my husband, I had many challenges to overcome. When my preacher husband, Steve, became sick, I trained as a real estate agent and learned there is as much ministry outside of the pulpit as behind it. And when Steve's illness worsened, I discovered there could still be unexpected miracles in my life.