A few weeks ago I visited my former place of employment on a Sunday, for my kids to hang out with their friends. I do this every once in awhile for their sake, and usually just hang out in their coffee shop and enjoy some conversation with the great people that hang out in there. Occasionally I step into their ‘worship center’ and take a peak at what the puppet masters are talking about.
On this particular Sunday, I sat in their balcony and watched part of a ‘drama’ they were performing. Basically, they were explaining to the crowd of mindless followers, that “the world will know (we) are christians, by the love we have for one another.”, and that they should be examples of authentic community.
What a crock of shit! I started thinking recently about my life over the last year, and even if I was ‘back sliding’ or back stabbing, or running from God… don’t you think that at the very least, the leadership that preaches this stuff, would at least make an effort to see how me and my family are doing, other then when they are caught off guard seeing me in a store somewhere?
I admit that there were issues between me and the pastor, but his words to me were that those issues were ok, and that it was healthy to have different opinions and backgrounds. Well… obviously it wasn’t ok. Under the banner of ‘financial woes’, I was let go from my position suddenly. And instead of staying true to his word, that I would be able to be considered a local missionary, and use the resources of the church when needed. I was escorted around the church to remove all of my ’stuff’, and once I handed my key in, they would hand me my severence check. When I tried to get them to explain to me in the weeks ahead why they treated me that way… there was no response. So I sent a complete overview of the last years issues to the board. After they had an emergency meeting… all I got was a voicemail from the pastor, telling me he was sorry for the way he handled things… Well, thank you very much Mr. Pastor man.
As a result of that sudden release from employment, almost one year later, my family and I are living out of an RV, trying to figure out our next steps in this life. Granted there have been a few wonderful people that have reached out to us and have been there for us, but if those leaders were truly doing what they expect of their congregation, would things would be different? I guess we’ll never know.
So, go ahead and keep mindlessly following this group of leaders that claim God’s direction, and maybe you and I will sit around a fire one night living out of our borrowed motorhomes, crying on each other’s shoulders because of the injustice of words spoken but not lived.
Since we have been in this situation, we have met many, many people that have experienced what we have, and even from the same church leadership. If you need someone to talk to, or have experienced this loss and feel alone… drop me a line. I will meet you wherever you need me to, and will be there for you. That’s more than any of these posers are capable of offering.
–paul