- Oct 22, 2014
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So back in the early '90s I went to bible school with the idea that I was going to be a pastor some day. I was very active in my network of non-denominational churches, serving in every way and at every opportunity I could find.
While in bible school I met a girl. I was very open with her about my lifelong dream. After bible school we got married, and I took a year off from any ministry to focus on her and our relationship.
Almost right away she began harping on me:
"When are your gonna get a real job?"
"Who do you think you are? You're not called. You're no pastor."
"When are you gonna give up on this childish dream?"
Every opportunity I had to serve, she found reasons why it wasn't the right time, or I wasn't the right person, or it would be wrong for me to do something "so selfish as all that."
Eventually she insisted that we move to another state , away from the church network I had been serving in, AND change denominations.
Once all that was done, she confided in my that she was so happy because "FINALLY I don't have to worry about ever becoming a pastor's wife."
"What?"
"I never wanted to be a pastor's wife."
"I told you before we got married, while we were still in bible school together, that it was my life long dream to become a pastor. I was very up front and honest about that."
"Well I never wanted to be a pastor's wife."
I was so stunned that my next sentence got stuck in my throat, which would have been "If I'd known that then I never would have married you."
Before I could say that she said "I was afraid that if I said anything then you wouldn't have married me."
Which I wouldn't have. If she had told me that even five minutes before the wedding then I would have left her at the alter with both our families still sitting in the church.
Anyway, that was more or less the beginning of the end of our marriage. she continued in her not so subtle attempts at manipulation and "improving me." At that point I was so angry, bitter and resentful that I wanted nothing to do with her. We ended up getting a divorce, which in my mind was the final stake through the heart of my dream of ever becoming a pastor.
(Holy wall of text, Batman. More in a bit.)
While in bible school I met a girl. I was very open with her about my lifelong dream. After bible school we got married, and I took a year off from any ministry to focus on her and our relationship.
Almost right away she began harping on me:
"When are your gonna get a real job?"
"Who do you think you are? You're not called. You're no pastor."
"When are you gonna give up on this childish dream?"
Every opportunity I had to serve, she found reasons why it wasn't the right time, or I wasn't the right person, or it would be wrong for me to do something "so selfish as all that."
Eventually she insisted that we move to another state , away from the church network I had been serving in, AND change denominations.
Once all that was done, she confided in my that she was so happy because "FINALLY I don't have to worry about ever becoming a pastor's wife."
"What?"
"I never wanted to be a pastor's wife."
"I told you before we got married, while we were still in bible school together, that it was my life long dream to become a pastor. I was very up front and honest about that."
"Well I never wanted to be a pastor's wife."
I was so stunned that my next sentence got stuck in my throat, which would have been "If I'd known that then I never would have married you."
Before I could say that she said "I was afraid that if I said anything then you wouldn't have married me."
Which I wouldn't have. If she had told me that even five minutes before the wedding then I would have left her at the alter with both our families still sitting in the church.
Anyway, that was more or less the beginning of the end of our marriage. she continued in her not so subtle attempts at manipulation and "improving me." At that point I was so angry, bitter and resentful that I wanted nothing to do with her. We ended up getting a divorce, which in my mind was the final stake through the heart of my dream of ever becoming a pastor.
(Holy wall of text, Batman. More in a bit.)