Every Sunday morning Frank would get his suit coat covered with powder and make-up from the sweet older widow ladies in our churches.  They just loved to hug their pastor each Sunday morning.  They knew their pastor loved and cared for them and they just wanted to let him know that they loved him also.

Being a widow now, I get where they are coming from.  Just the joy of knowing that there is someone out there standing in the place God has put him and sharing the love of Jesus with his congregation, I too like to give my pastor a Sunday morning hug.  So now, I suddenly realized this past Sunday, I have become one of those older widow ladies!