I'm a pastor's wife, which sounds like a nice position until you realize that your whole life becomes public property. The church knows your business, judges your parenting, has opinions about your appearance and your marriage. For years I felt like I was living my life on display.
Then I read this - my life is hidden. Hidden with Christ in God. Not hidden from God, but hidden in God. Protected. Private. Away from the scrutiny. That became the verse I held onto when people were being unkind or demanding.
It doesn't mean I withdrew from community or ministry. But it means I stopped needing the community's approval for my life to be valid. My real life - my actual relationship with God, my growth, my becoming - that's hidden where no one can damage it. They can criticize the visible part, but the essential part is safe.
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