I was privileged enough to sit on staff at a church for years. I enjoyed every opportunity given to me and at times maybe took them for granted. “We get to do this…” became the anthem inside those walls. That we were privileged because we got to do what we did. In ways I did feel that and in others I felt like that became the line that convinced me I couldn’t be burnt out or take a breather. Yes, church life can be hard. You are carrying the spiritual lives of people and the burdens that they face all the while sometimes facing your own storms.
Yes, we worked hard and played hard but it ran the life out of you at times. You are told that you weren’t allowed to talk about how hard things were or how tired you were because it was a privilege to do what you do. Yes, it was indeed a privilege but in the same breath people are still people even those who work for the church. We have good days and we have bad days. Granted the good days out numbered the bad but we were still people with real lives.
Living in a fishbowl would be the best way I could describe how I felt at times. People watched you and your family. How you responded to certain situations and how you interacted with each other. They often judged you while others just fell more in love with you. Living this unspoken expectation that you had to look like you had it together. Because we were “supposed” to be the example. At times this was exhausting and super challenging.
When you and your family are going through tough stuff you, at times, have to put aside everything that’s going on to fully give to the people you lead. If I’m being rawly honest that was extremely hard for me. Not to mention that the help you give out to people isn’t always reciprocated by those above you when your going through it yourself.
Sometimes if you don’t watch it you start to feel neglected and left on your own to figure out your mess. But remember, it had to be done discreetly and in quiet. I understand some of the why but honestly aren’t we all just imperfect people? Personally, I wish more leaders would admit the hard stuff and struggles they face and still proclaim God and His greatness. I don’t understand why it needs to be one or the other.
Then there was the behind the scenes things that had to be done. The sleepless hours away from your families to complete a project or meet that Easter deadline. If your not careful you are sucked in to this vortex of doing the “church stuff” that you begin to drift out of touch with the world outside of the walls. I didn’t realize this happened until I was on the outside.
It was the first time I prayed with someone at my work place that I remembered why I loved ministry. It was the moment I just offered a hug and a listening ear to a grandma who was heartbroken for her family. It was about loving people in that moment not distracted by the stuff or the doing. Now I do not want to blanket statement any of this as if this is how it is everywhere for everyone. But for me, I was busy doing the work of church that I forgot the mission of the church.
Now I’m not saying my time there was all bad, it was at times beyond amazing. God allowed me to be apart of some incredible ministry moments. He allowed me to be a part of the growing journey for many students. Some I will never get to see those seeds completely bloom while others I still have the privilege to see God use them.
It was the moment when I became an imperfect person and had to step outside of the walls,broken and humbling myself before God. When God placed me right where I need to be for this season, where I began to remember my love for Him and His mission!
So, why say all this and expose the inside… Because it’s a sobering reminder that people who work for the church aren’t robots they are real people with a real life and real struggles. So love them fiercely but be gentle to them to. Also, a sobering reminder that there is life and ministry outside of those walls ..