Pigeonholing the Preacher’s Daughter
(Hooray, a female preacher’s kid has checked in. For years I have been writing very guy slanted pastor kid tales of woe. But thanks to Janna and this guest post, the ladies are about to have their time in the sun. And I’ve got another great guest post from a female pastor’s kid coming in a few weeks, enjoy.)
Nearly everyone knows Dusty Springfield’s hit, “Son of A Preacher Man,” but the song that speaks a bit more personally to me is called “Preacher’s Daughter,” by a little band known as The Refreshments. I first heard the song when my husband put it on a mix CD he made me when we were still dating. I liked it because it was loud and rocky, and the idea of some guy falling for a girl before he knew “the lady was a preacher’s daughter,” was a notion I could appreciate. In fact, more than once during my high school career, I wished for that same thing to happen to me.








