A letter to my younger self about the twists and turns of being a pastor’s wife.
Our marriage is now in its kindergarten years. When I look at our marriage so far, I can truly say I have God’s best for me. So this is an ode to my husband. Just because.
Years ago I started an identity series titled I Am. This year is dedicated to more posts from that series: I Am (Introduction) I Am…Beloved The Woman I Am I Am…Christian I Am…Daughter I Am…Creative I Am…Millennial I Am…African I Am…Kenyan An ode to my husband. Just because. Our marriage is now in its […]