Christianity was not launched in a world of comfort, and it was not designed to flourish in a world of comfort. If the Lord is doing anything in overseeing this season, perhaps it is a refining, a sifting. Things are going to get weirder, more difficult, more trying.
What have the last two weeks been like for the average pastor? Well, the audio won’t sync with the video, some of the senior adults refuse to socially distance, the wife needs you home more to help with homeschooling, you’re not sure how to keep everyone connected even though the internet ostensibly connects us all, and giving’s already down about 60 percent.
Pastor, you were made for this.
All along, you’ve been preaching, loving, serving—hoping your flock will get a glimpse of the supernatural reality of Christianity. Your business as usual has been about interrupting people’s business as usual. And what your gracious warnings could not do, the Lord has done in ordaining this weird, anxious season.
None of your peers has ever pastored through a season like this. The uncertainty of the future is so stark. Your people are listening to all kinds of voices—some say it will be fine, some say it will be the end of days, and we find either of those more appealing than the voices that simply say “we don’t know,” because we want answers. The horizon is gray. The waters are uncharted. But you were called for this. You have the word from heaven.