Read the Intro & Chapter 1 in Anne Jackson’s book Mad Church Disease this morning. I’m not feeling particularly burned out but I as I started reading, I’m grateful I picked it up. I think I see the first signs of it cropping up. Anne is similar to me. Pastor’s kid, grew up in the church, in our late 20s, a deep love for the church but we’ve seen a lot of reasons not to.
Thoughts I appreciated…
I am asking God to keep my gifted friends from becoming another statistic – another broken pastor who crawls away from the church and their “calling,” simly trying to survive and rebuild their life.
When we should have been fighting with our fellow believers back-to-back, we find ourselves bandaging our wounds from friendly fire.
When we should be breathing life into a comatose world, we find ourselves gasping for air, just trying to survive.
Since I had allowed spending time with God to be replaced by spending time doing things for God, my spiritual tank had been sucked dry. When that happened, I began to lose perspective on almost every area of my life.
Does working at this church interfere with your communion with Christ? I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I was so wrapped up in doing, I had forgotten how to simply be.
I thought the more I sacrificed, the more I loved Jesus. The more hours I put in for God’s work, the more I was committed to his cause. I wanted to make my God proud, and I did a great job at it. The only problem? God wasn’t my God. My pride was my god.
It’s easy for one team member’s unhealthy behaviors to contaminate the entire team or the whole church.