He seemed like the perfect pastor to lead Centerville Christian Church.
She was the perfect pastor’s wife.
When Paul Hudson accepted the call to pastor the struggling church, he had no idea what to expect. But it didn’t take long for Paul to turn Centerville Christian Church around. Attendance was up-way up. Everything was going so well. If only his wife could see it that way. Still, he tried not to let her quiet presence disturb him. She knew something wasn’t right, and it hadn’t been for a long time. . . .
Eunice closed the bedroom door quietly and knelt beside her bed.
“I’m drowning, God. I’ve never felt so alone. Who can I turn to but you, Lord? Where else does a pastor’s wife go for help when her marriage is failing and her life is out of control? Who can I trust with my anguish, Lord? Who but you?”
Grasping her pillow, she pressed it tightly to her mouth so that her sobs would not be heard.