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A Mixed Tape: The Ego Has Spoken
By Matthew Paul Turner
The following story is true and occurred a few years prior to the invention of YouTube.
When I was living back east, a friend of mine begged me to be in her church’s Mother’s Day skit. Even though I didn’t attend her church—a monstrosity that boasted a million members and had like 65 services—I agreed to “star” in the three-and-a-half minute dramatic illustration. When I arrived at the church on the day of the performance, my friend (I’ll call her Sherry) was hysterical.
“We have a huge problem.” Sherry wiped a tear from her eye. “Pastor came into church this morning and demanded that we cut 30 seconds out of the play.”
“What?” I yelped. “We’ve been practicing this thing for weeks. How in the world does he expect us to change it now? The first service starts in 15 minutes. It’s impossible.”
Sherry shrugged her shoulders. “None of that matters, Matthew. If I don’t cut 30 seconds out of this skit, I could lose my job. So, can we please just try?”
At the time, I thought Sherry was probably overreacting. But that changed a few minutes later when, as the two of us were busy editing, Sherry’s pastor came storming into the choir room. He was a short, stout man with a booming voice. “Have you made the edits?”
“Yes, sir,” she said. “I’m pretty sure we’re going to be able to get it done.”
“Sherry, I need you to be sure,” he said, looking at her the same way I imagined Napoleon might have looked at one of his subjects. “If this skit goes longer than three minutes during the first service, I will cut it out of the next three services. It’s not like we need to have a skit. So make it happen.”
I stood there a little shocked. While I was quite aware that many pastors have egos bigger than their church’s steeples, and that the problem has been around since Constantine first made it legal for men to boast about God in the public square, it was still difficult to watch this pastor throw his weight around.
Thankfully, for the sake of Sherry’s job and her pastor’s blood pressure, we did cut 30 seconds out of the skit. But that didn’t satisfy him. In between the first and second services, I watched as the worship leader, the stage manager, and the sound director scoured over the church’s order of service. “Pastor just came in here demanding that we cut one minute from the service.”
The three of them looked worriedly at each other. Then, the sound guy piped up, “Guys, I can’t do this anymore. Seriously, I work at AOL during the week. My job is high pressure. But I feel more stress and frustration volunteering at church on Sunday than I do Monday through Friday working at AOL. I think there’s something wrong with this picture.”
I walked into that church with a great deal of respect for that particular pastor, but I’ll be honest, I left thinking he was an egotistical jerk. Now, I admit that my judgment was quick and potentially unfair, mostly because I didn’t know the man, and as a layperson, I didn’t have a clue about all of the politics, logistics, and drama that a pastor endures when putting a service together for thousands of people. But I’m inclined to think that some pastors, after their attendance, influence, and salaries grow, forget what it’s like being the church employee who makes $22,000 a year or the volunteer who is “serving the Lord” for free.
Lately I’ve been hearing a lot of stories like the one I just told, stories about pastors who have book deals, YouTube followings, and the “fastest growing” churches in postmodern cities like Seattle, but who behind the scenes are as prideful as peacocks and have the people skills of political science majors. Most of the time these stories come from regular people who are simply trying to serve God with their talents, but often feel less -than-valued under the leadership of a pastor who seemingly has an ego that far surpasses the size of his blog’s readership.
It’s true; I might be unaware of all that a minister’s job entails, but I’ve met a good number of pastors in my lifetime. Without fail, the ones I admire the most make people—not the service, the sermon, or their personal status—the most important part of their job description.
Not a sermon—just a thought.
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well stated, sweetheart
boy, do I know this one!
I worked for a pastor, who, at one point demanded that I build him a shelf for his sound area. Having zero skills in carpentry and a learning disability that prevented me from understanding his rapid explanation, did the best I could well past midnight. The next day,I woke up early in a panic, sensing that I was in trouble.
I was.
I walked in the sanctuary and found my shelf ripped apart by hand and thrown about. I was told by someone else that I had 1 hour to fix it or else. By a miracle, I got it right, but had to repaint it because he splintered the wood.
I was in my office hours later, and I heard the pastor screaming my name. I went into the sanctuary, and found him holding up his hand and screaming “The paint is wet!”
“Not a sermon-just a thought.”
This made me laugh so hard. Nice touch.
“Not a sermon — just a thought.”
Anyone who lives in the D.C. area knows exactly who you’re talking about!