Grumpy Becca

21 Dec

Let me just be real here:  I don’t get grumpy all that often except on Sundays after church.  I feel like I pour so much of myself out at the 3 services in the morning that once its over, all I want to do is go home.

Its wierd; I am cordial to people, I might even have a few conversations after the last service, but once I feel like its time to go, it is time to go.  I get very hungry and pretty grumpy.  Thats when I hit my wall; I am done.  Any time still at church after my “done” point feels like torture to me.

This poses as a problem when you are married to an awesome pastor who sometimes needs to stay late.  Sometimes he feels it is important to minister to people in need (please sense the sarcasm in my tone). 

It is then that I am conflicted.  Of course my feelings do not compare to this person’s need for prayer and consolation, but my patience is still gone at this point. 

I want him to feel free to minister to people without being torn by his impatient, hungry, emotional wife. 

We may have to start taking seperate cars.

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3 Responses to “Grumpy Becca”

  1. Nicole B. December 21, 2009 at 6:13 p12 #

    I think that’s actually a good idea…And, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with saying that you need “rest” after giving so much of yourself when Andrew doesn’t need the break that you require…you are both built differently (for a reason!) and we’re thankful for you both!

  2. Tricia Boganwright (Mom) December 22, 2009 at 6:13 p12 #

    Not surprised. Sunday after church was always a typical conflict time in our family–the enemy trying to make us forget what we heard and felt–then when you are in ministry, I think he works overtime to cause desention. Two cars is good–and I will pray for you!! Thanks for your own pouring out each Sunday. I feel the same way after pouring out on Tuesday mornings at Bible study–I’m done for the afternoon!

  3. Amanda December 23, 2009 at 6:13 p12 #

    Dave and I always had to take separate cars when he was in ministry. I just did not have as much stamina as him… or patience.

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