My wife...the superhero

Some say that she has one of the hardest jobs in the world. The level of compassion and professionalism that is required of her on a daily basis is more than most can bare. The amount of selfishness, greed, and hurt that she faces on any given day can send a grown man home in tears. Yet she stands strong. She feels the hurt but it does not stop her from helping the next family.

Then when her normal amount of energy is spent she comes home and still has enough left to love her husband and hug her daughter. All of this while feeling the new baby growing inside of her. She goes to bed exhausted. However, the next morning she gets up, gets ready, puts on her hospice name badge like a super hero does a cape and heads out to do it all over again. She is hero in so many ways.

Yesterday I was told that she is such a good pastor's wife and has such a heart for ministry. I don't know how she does it all.

She is a wife, a mother, a hospice social worker, a ministry partner, an encourager, a creative partner, a theologian, an author, a friend, a resource, a cheerleader, and so much more.

She is my wife...the superhero.