The Pastor’s Wife

(I read this poem on February 13, 2010 at the memorial service for Margaret Ann Pleitz, a beloved Pastor’s wife)

She’s a Godly woman, she has such grace
Always a warm greeting, a smile on her face.
She’s always encouraging, she knows her place.
She is – The Pastor’s Wife.

She has to always look just right
Always on time, though the schedule’s tight.
From early morning, ’til late at night
Always – The Pastor’s Wife

She’s such a Lady, everyone’s friend
She serves with love from deep within.
All the rifts she tries to mend
Oh she’s – The Pastor’s Wife

She carries your burdens, she prays for you
Sometimes she cries the whole night through.
But you won’t know when she’s feeling blue,
‘Cause she’s – The Pastor’s Wife

At church as she starts to walk up the aisle,
So many need to stop and talk for awhile.
Though she is tired, she has her own trials
She’s patient, she’s – The Pastor’s Wife

Her life, her time, is not her own
There’s always a need, they go on and on
With a knock at the door, or a ringing phone.
That’s the life of – The Pastor’s Wife

Her husband she shares with a whole congregation
She humbly accepts his intense dedication.
In loneliness she kneels to see consolation
God Bless – The Pastor’s Wife

She will someday reach the end of this race
As she meets her Master face to face
Surely our God has a Special Place
In Heaven for – The Pastor’s Wife!

By Judy Dycus, March 10, 1992