I get the honor of being a part of the most awesome church ever. I know, your church is the best, too. But mine, well, it really is. Ahem. And behind our great church is one of the greatest men I know. Our senior pastor. I am so thankful to have him speak into our lives. If you currently attend or have attended our church you’ll know where we stand and how passionate we are about seeing people become fully devoted followers of Christ. One of the ways we do this is by sharing an invitation at the end of each message. This invite is open to all who want Jesus to reign in their hearts, take over their lives and change them forever. Shortly before the invitation is given, we are all cued to bow our heads and close our eyes. And most people do. How do I know this? Because I’m a peeker. Don’t you know that all pastor’s wives have the right to peek? We do. It’s an unspoken rule. We all just know we’re exempt when the pastor makes his with every head bowed and every eye closed statement. And not only can we peek at our church, we can peek at any church. It’s just the way it is. It’s a sisterhood. So, in my times of peeking, I’m noticing that more and more people are peeking. Like just this weekend, I saw a man next to me peeking. I almost wanted to say, “Scuse me, but you need to be praying for people to raise their hands and give their lives to Christ, thankyousokindly.” But I refrained because I’m good like that. I mean, I guess that guy can peek if he wants to. Pashaw. In all seriousness, I must tell you why I peek, why we pastor’s wives peek. Because we love to see a changed life. We love to know that the sacrifices our husbands have made, including energy given to our families, is not in vain. We love to see that all of the blood, sweat and tears our families put into our church and it’s people is paying off. And that, my friends, is why we peek.