Fun Times

I joined the "Married to the Ministry" blogroll this week, so in honor of this newfound group of friends, I thought it might be fun to revisit some of my most embarrassing 'married to the ministry' moments!

Moment #1:
A few years ago, I was helping out with a week-long Summer Music Camp at the church, specifically as a leader for the 5th and 6th grade girls. One morning one of the parents looked a little uncertain about leaving her daughter, so I assured her that I would take good care of the girls. She looked at me and said, "Oh, you're the teacher??? I thought you were one of the 6th graders!" (Panic and horror....)

I swiftly made an appointment with my hair stylist that afternoon to give me a more 'mature look'. I showed up at church on Sunday and one of the church members commented on my new haircut. I told her the story of the confused identity, and she gave me a big smile, grabbed her ample bosom and said, "Oh honey, you'd need to get some implants here to make you look older!"

I'll just give you a moment to let that sink in....there are no words, right?

Moment #2:
I went overseas on a mission trip Summer 2007. Had a great time, but about a week after I got back to the states I started getting sick....and got sicker and sicker and sicker. For six weeks, I had a Eastern Europe case of killer brochitis. Couldn't sleep lying down, couldn't sleep sitting up, coughed up horrible shades of unspeakable things....you're getting the picture.

In the meantime, I had to quit going to choir for those 6 weeks. (Oh the horror, the wife of the music minister isn't in CHOIR). The week I came back, I received such lovely comments about how I was missed, and then afterwards this very concerned woman cornered me in the hallway and asked how I was feeling. I assured her that I was getting much better, but before I could get all of the words out, she leans in and whispers, "Was it a yeast infection?"

Can we just say....PERSONAL....and no, I've never noticed anyone with a yeast infection coughing up flem....

Moment #3:
My sweet husband and I met while he was serving at a church. I was an unruly alto, what can I say? This story takes place when we were dating....BEFORE we got married....are you with me on the timeline?

We have several rules in choir - the most important one being: Do not wear any sort of perfume, cologne, or scented lotion because he is HIGHLY allergic. As in throat swells up and he dies.

Well, the choir just wasn't getting it. Every week, someone would show up 'smelling like a rose'...or something like that...and he was suffering. So one week he decided to try to explain to the choir why scents are such an issue. The announcement went like this:

"I don't think you understand the severity of the problem. My girlfriend (that would be me) almost put me in the hospital one day because her lotion was so strong. So now I've got her to where she doesn't wear anything when she's around me."

(Read that again, if it didn't hit you right the first time.) Needless to say, the choir didn't let us live that one down for a long time.

God bless all those ministry wives out there.