American pastors are abandoning their posts, left and right, and at
an alarming rate. They are not leaving their church and getting other
jobs. Congregations still pay their salaries. Their names remain on the
church stationery and they continue to appear in pulpits on Sundays. But
they are abandoning their posts, their calling. They have gone whoring
after other gods. What they do with their time under the guise of
pastoral ministry hasn’t the remotest connection with what the church’s
pastors have done for most of twenty centuries.
A few
of us are angry about it. We are angry because we have been deserted.
Most of my colleagues who defined ministry for me, examined, ordained,
and then installed me as a pastor in a congregation, a short while later
walked off and left me, having, they said, more urgent things to do.
The people I thought I would be working with disappeared when the work
started. Being a pastor is difficult work; we want the companionship and
counsel of allies. It is bitterly disappointing to enter a room full of
people whom you have every reason to expect share the quest and
commitments of pastoral work and find within ten minutes that they most
definitely do not. They talk of images and statistics. They drop names.
They discuss influence and status. Matters of God and the soul and
Scripture are not grist for their mills.
The pastors of
America have metamorphosed into a company of shopkeepers, and the shops
they keep are churches. They are preoccupied with shopkeepers’
concerns--how to keep the customers happy, how to lure customers away
from the competitors down the street, how to package the goods so that
the customers will lay out more money.
Some of them are
very good shopkeepers. They attract a lot of customers, pull in great
sums of money, develop splendid reputations. Yet it is still
shopkeeping; religious shopkeeping, to be sure, but shopkeeping all the
same. The marketing strategies of the fast-food franchise occupy the
waking minds of these entrepreneurs; while asleep they dream of the kind
of success that will get the attention of journalists. ‘A walloping
great congregation is fine, and fun,’ says Martin Thornton, ‘but what
most communities really need is a couple of saints. The tragedy is that
they may well be there in embryo, waiting to be discovered, waiting for
sound training, waiting to be emancipated from the cult of the
mediocre.’
The biblical fact is that there are no
successful churches. There are, instead, communities of sinners,
gathered before God week after week in towns and villages all over the
world. The Holy Spirit gathers them and does his work in them. In these
communities of sinners, one of the sinners is called pastor and given a
designated responsibility in the community. The pastor’s responsibility
is to keep the community attentive to God. It is the responsibility that
is being abandoned in spades.
-Excerpt taken from: Eugene Peterson, "Working the Angles," 1-2