Where Are The Pastors?
In response, Pastor Rob McCoy said: “The truth is, Christ has come for liberty. All the governments of the world want to enslave you to get you to kneel and submit. But not in America. For 244 years, we have been the home of the free and the land of the brave. And the sovereign in America is the first three words of the Constitution, ‘We the people.’ And now it’s time to stand. It’s our right. When any government goes after those inalienable rights, it is our right and duty to stand in opposition.”
This is high political theatre indeed, a show of influence and power.
My question, however, is where are the pastors and priests?
I self identify and have been identified by others as a priest…an extension of the Incarnation , a representative of Christ to His people.
While I have political concerns, they are not my primary concerns.
My primary concern is for the spiritual well being of those I’m called to serve.
I will give an account for every soul that believed me to be their pastor.
From the New York Times article linked above: “People often think of trauma as a discrete event — a fire, getting mugged,” said Daphne de Marneffe, author of an excellent book about marriage called “The Rough Patch” and one of the most astute psychologists I know. “But what it’s really about is helplessness, about being on the receiving end of forces you can’t control. Which is what we have now. It’s like we’re in an endless car ride with a drunk at the wheel. No one knows when the pain will stop.”
Locally, we whisper about the suicide rate being more deadly than the virus.
We know there is devastation happening now and more devastation to come.
You would think that as pastors and priests we would have some answers to our national and local trauma.
I keep waiting for the calls to fervent, intense, intercessory prayer for those crushed by effects of the pandemic.
I keep waiting for the gatherings of pastors (online or off) to find innovative ways to serve those in hospitals and nursings homes despite the lockdown.
I keep waiting for input on specific ways to minister to those who have lost jobs and businesses, and worse, family members and friends.
I keep waiting for discussions on how to check on all our people continually and minister to the trauma they are feeling.
I keep waiting…for pastors and priests to act like pastors and priests.
Our calling is far beyond political machinations and our time is limited.
Our hope is in things above and our hearts should be too.
How many souls are worth losing to win an election?