How many times have I sung the Sunday mornings blues? Feeling sorry for myself that I had to get my children ready by myself and look presentable as a pastor’s wife. On my way to church this morning I was thinking about one such crazy morning that things didn’t go as planned.

Bryan was on a trip overseas and Gabriel, our now 13 year old, was a baby. I would usually get myself ready and then get him ready. I was dressed in my suit, heels and hose (glad times have changed) and had finished feeding Gabriel. I held him up and he started choking. I immediately flipped him over and gave back blows to dislodge whatever was stuck. When I held him upright he threw up all over me. It was in my hair, all over my freshly pressed suit, and running down my hose.

I quickly cleaned and changed him then it was on to me. Fortunately, I found an outfit that didn’t need ironing and threw it on. For the hair, I have to be honest and tell you I just used a wet wipe to get rid of the vomit because I had no time to wash it. I think I did some deep breathing exercises on the way to church. I couldn’t believe I made it on time for sound check.

Bryan has always done whatever he could to help me with the kids, but Sunday mornings are gametime for a pastor. I had to learn to plan for the inevitable. I would press all the clothes the night before, pack the diaper bag, and sometimes even put the cereal already in the bowls. My children have eaten many a granola bar on the way to church too.

I realized early on that each Sunday morning could be a challenge or I could do as much as possible to make it easier on everyone.

• Bryan and I discuss nothing contraversial on Sunday mornings.
• Our kids go to bed early like it is a school night.
• Plan ahead with clothes. Decide the night before what we are wearing and get it ready. Even the socks and shoes set out.
• Not worry about the house on Sunday morning, unless we are having company, then get it ready on Saturday except for the dishes. This might be a granola bar morning to make it easier.

I have learned that it is more important for there to be peace in our home than everything to be perfect. My house will still look the same when I get  home as it did when I left.

Last year I sat and listened to Tony Morgan share the do’s and don’ts of blogging. One of the statements he made that caused me to be conflicted was to choose the target audience you want to reach and blog. I sat there and listened, but there are so many facets to me. I am probably not the normal blogger out there.

I am

• wife to the best senior pastor ever, which makes me the first lady
• mother to a teenage boy and 2 other boys, I could fill blog posts with them
• Children’s Ministry Director at ROCK Church
• a nurse
• a woman

I thought about just making my blog for CM’s, but then I would have to create another blog to share my other thoughts. This seemed like too much work. I have considered not talking about CM at all, but yesterday convinced me I am on the right track.

Speaking to someone over the phone who has been helped by your blog and reads it often, is very humbling. She is a CM director and says she has been “stalking” my blog. I also recently spoke with someone else who had read a post that deeply touched them.

So what audience are you? You may be like me and be so diverse you don’t fit one category.