Mad Church Disease

Last year in Uganda Anne told me a little bit about a book she was working on called Mad Church Disease. I thought the concept – ministry burnout and how to overcome it – was oh-so-clever and intriguing since I have several friends in ministry who can hover on the edge of utter exhaustion if they’re not careful. It’s the part of ministry that nobody ever talks about, really – the part where you’re so busy taking care of other people’s needs that you neglect to meet your own. Sometimes you feel distant from your family. Lots of times you even feel distant from God.

Before Christmas I got a copy of Anne’s book in the mail, and after I got past the feeling of being SO STINKIN’ PROUD OF HER, I sat down and read. And read. And read. I thought of many of my friends as I read Anne’s stories and anecdotes. I identified personally with some of the struggles Anne mentions. And I loved the frankness with which Anne addresses it all.

Anne’s making the rounds on several blogs today, and mine is one of them. She offered to answer any questions that I had after reading MCD, so I sent her a question that came up during a conversation with my Bible study friends a couple of months ago. Here it is:

Let’s say someone works as an assistant to a senior pastor / executive pastor / high-up-person-on-the-church-leadership-flowchart. And let’s say that someone who works as an assistant notices that his or her boss is stressed, anxious, tired – basically on the verge of burnout. Do you think there are any specific things that assistant could do for his or her supervisor to lighten the load? Or should the assistant just stay out of it? I ask this because a friend and I had this very conversation a few weeks ago – and I’m not sure we came to any real conclusions.

Her response is so wise:

To answer your question – YES. Absolutely YES. How will depend on that person’s relationship with their supervisor and it could take some serious guts…maybe even putting their job on the line in the worst case scenario….but we have a responsibility to carry each other’s burdens (See Galatians 6).

A few ways the assistant could do this practically:

1. Communicate it directly. Set some time up with the supervisor to specifically address this. Don’t throw it in the mix of another meeting. “The reason I wanted to meet with you today is because I’m concerned.” Explain the behavior you see that is worrying you.

2. Offer any assistance you can provide. If it’s something obvious like a particular project or area of responsibility, THINK AHEAD. Assistants know better than anyone the details of what’s happening. Make a plan ahead of time of how you can lighten the load and recommend it for the supervisor. Otherwise, you’re giving that person more work trying to figure out what you can do.

3. Encourage them consistently and appropriately. When I see my own pastor getting stressed or overwhelmed, or maybe he indicates he’s had a long day, I shoot him a text message or quick email just to say how honored I am to work with him and that his passion for what he does is contagious. Small gifts for his family like a dinner out or offering to babysit so they can have time are both practical ways you can also encourage him.

4. Lead by example. You may be on support staff but people all around you see what you do. Are you contributing to a 24/7 workaholic, always available culture? Or do you have boundaries that you stick by? As an example, I don’t typically check my work email on the weekend. If I do, I won’t respond until Monday unless it’s a legit emergency. This is the culture on our church staff, but it has to be constantly made intentional. Talk freely about the time you spend with your friends or spouse. Leave on time. When you’re sick, stay home. All these things will communicate what is more important…work? Or health?

5. When all else fails, find someone else to help. It may be another pastor, or an elder, or a leader you know your boss trusts. If it doesn’t seem like your concern is having an impact and your leader is still about to fry, talk to someone else respectfully. Don’t spread rumors or talk about it with everyone…but find one or two key people that you know your supervisor will listen to.

Don’t EVER think “I’m just an assistant!” Who cares? You’re a believer! There is no hierarchy when it comes to caring for each other!

See? Isn’t she good?

If you’d like to read a sample chapter from Mad Church Disease, head over to Anne’s blog and follow the links.

You’ll be so glad you did.

Linky Interwebby Awesomeness 01.13.09

– The Neil Patrick Harris SNL is already a classic in our house. This skit is another one of my favorites. It’s one of those things that’s probably funnier if you grew up in the South, but regardless, it makes me happy. Hope it makes you happy, too.

American Idol starts tonight!

– Dear Bachelor Fans,

Chris Harrison has a blog.

You’re welcome.

Love,
Me

To Market, To Market

I spent this past weekend in Atlanta with my sister-in-law Janie. Janie designs and sells fab jewelry travel cases, and when she asked me if I could help her for a couple of days at market, I was more than happy to oblige because 1) I love her and 2) I knew we’d eat a lot of cheese.

Seriously. You have never seen two girls who love cheese more than the two of us. Sometimes we even clap our hands when we talk about it. If we’re looking at a magazine and run across a recipe that contains cheese, we will read the recipe aloud and then talk about how good all that cheese would be. This probably explains why we spent a full fifteen minutes Saturday afternoon speculating on the finer points of a recipe for Potato Lasagna, a dish so decadent that in addition to pasta AND potatoes, it contains at least four different varieties of cheese, hallelujah.

(Have I mentioned to y’all that my husband has decided he doesn’t really like cheese anymore?)

(MY HUSBAND HAS DECIDED THAT HE REALLY DOESN’T LIKE CHEESE ANYMORE.)

(We are considering counseling to help us through this unexpected cheese-related difficulty in our marriage. Please keep us in your prayers.)

Friday night Janie treated me to dinner at a place called One Midtown Kitchen, which was great fun for me because I don’t normally eat at places that require a reservation. I normally eat at places where you sit down briefly and then FIX YOUR OWN PLATE, though if we’re really feeling fancy we’ll eat at a restaurant that provides complimentary chips and salsa before we order enormous plates of tortillas, beans and cheese.

Surprisingly, I don’t really have a problem with that last option.

Anyway, we had a delightful meal at the One Midtown Kitchen, and afterwards we went back to the hotel and put on our pajamas and watched HGTV and ate chocolate. In my opinion the only thing that would have made the night any better is some combination of A) a Dave Barnes show B) SEC basketball and C) a “Project Runway” marathon. Though that would’ve probably sent us into Fun Overload.

And when having fun, it’s important not to overdo it and also to stretch beforehand.

Saturday at market brought lots of great conversation and lots of anticipation about the cheese dip we were planning to eat for supper. By 6:15 the cheese dip was right where we wanted it – DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF US – and by 7:30 we were back in our room, back in our pajamas, and ready to get back to the TV. Janie missed “The Bachelor” when it was on in the earlier in the week, so I watched it again with her. It was actually quite productive because I discovered some subtle “Bachelor” nuances that I missed in my first viewing, and I don’t know when I’ve ever felt more prepared for a season’s second episode. It’s my greatest “Bachelor”-related accomplishment to date. You can imagine my joy.

I drove home yesterday afternoon and got all caught up with my little family and then, once the boy was asleep, watched what is no doubt one of my favorite SNL episodes in recent memory. Mainly because of this.

WHAT A DELIGHT.

Now do have a lovely day.

Compassion Goes To India

Hey y’all –

I’m hanging out with my sister-in-law this weekend, but I wanted to hop on here for just a second and tell you that Compassion is gearing up for its next bloggers’ trip – this time to Calcutta, India. If you’re a blogger and would like to be considered for the trip, click on over to the Compassion Bloggers site.

If you aren’t familiar with the previous bloggers’ trips to Uganda and the Dominican Republic, you can read about those right here.

Hope y’all have a wonderful weekend!

Linky Interwebby Awesomeness 01.08.09

Entertainment Weekly has compiled a list of the 16 best American Idol performances. I’d forgotten how supremely brilliant Melinda Doolittle’s version of “My Funny Valentine” was. I have to say, though, that EW‘s #3 might very well be my #1.

p.s. – WHERE’S MANDISA?

EW also has a list of 12 songs they think should be banned from AI forever (and for the record, I agree with them on all of them except for number nine).

– Finally, you can imagine my delight this morning when I saw that a 114 year-old woman is giving bacon the credit it deserves.

All My Ambitiousy Ambitiousness

I’m not much of a resolution fan, mainly because resolutions just remind me how bad I am at finishing the stuff that I start. I mean, I can sit around and dream big dreams and share big ideas all the livelong day, but when it comes to, you know, actually doing those things consistently, it’s a crapshoot. I might or I might not. Depends on my mood. And whether or not there’s a marathon of “Flipping Out” on Bravo.

The bottom line is that I’m just not very good at setting what I like to call FAYNCEE GOALS because FAYNCEE GOALS overwhelm me. FAYNCEE GOALS pretty much ensure that I’m going to give up within a short amount of time. FAYNCEE GOALS make me want to run in my house and lock the door and eat fried chicken and watch DVDs of “The Office” until ALL THE GOALS GO AWAY.

I know. It’s an inspiring approach to life, isn’t it?

So when 2009 rolled around, I didn’t make resolutions for the reasons I just mentioned. I love fresh beginnings, but I hate – HATE – feeling overwhelmed. I thought about a couple of things I’d like to try to do differently, but there were no 180s, no radical changes. Just some general thoughts about possibilities that might be worth considering.

Because I’m very structured.

Over the last week, though, I’ve been pretty convicted in two particular areas: 1) breakfast and 2) faithfulness in the small things. I’m not saying by ANY stretch of the imagination that these are the only two things in my life that I need to work on, OH MY WORD NO, because truth be told if I made a list of every single area of my life that needs improvement I WOULD NEVER GET OUT OF THE BED AGAIN, but these two areas keep coming to mind as places where I can make some good changes without sliding into the dreaded state of being overwhelmed.

Which brings us to breakfast.

For the last couple of years I have been Queen of the PopTarts. At times I’ve felt like that grandmother in “Sixteen Candles” who opens up a box of Hostess donuts with a spatula and then says, “VOILA. BREAKFAST IS SERVED.” Because that’s about how much effort I’ve put into what our little guy eats in the mornings (me? I eat a scoop of peanut butter, so obviously there is room for improvement in this area). I know that he loves grits and bananas and bacon and biscuits and pancakes and lots of other breakfast options, but between getting the two of us ready to head out the door, I’ve slacked on the cooking. So I’m trying to do better about that. We’ve had a hot breakfast every day in 2009 (our friends got us off to a great start on New Year’s, and David cooked this past weekend), and so far I’m enjoying it just as much as Alex is.

Neveryoumind that my hair smells like bacon by 7:00 every morning. THAT IS A SMALL PRICE TO PAY FOR HOT BACON.

As for being faithful in the small things, that mainly means that I want to try to help my husband by doing the little things that speak volumes to him: sticking to the grocery budget, getting my oil changed when he asks, throwing out stuff in the refrigerator before it grows legs and tries to make a break for it, taking time to think about wants vs. needs when I’m in a store, etc. I’m not an extravagant person by any stretch of the imagination, but I have a bad habit of justifying minor purchases because they’re minor purchases. $10 here. $15 there. $25 at the other place. And before I know it, I’ve spent $100 on, I don’t know, pens and shampoo and chicken breasts and a couple of shirts from Target.

So I’m hoping that developing better habits with the little stuff will communicate to my husband that what matters to him matters to me, too. I know in my head that the little stuff adds up and makes a big difference, but the problem is that sometimes the selfish part of my heart cries out for a cute pair of wedge sandals. Or a funky pair of pants for the low low price of $19.99. Or countertop spray that makes my kitchen smell like a forest of evergreens.

But 409 will be fine in 2009, oh yes ma’am it will.

So what about y’all? What are you working on in 2009?

Holla back in the comments. I’ll just be sitting here eating leftover bacon.

See? Breakfast is a MIGHTY GOOD THING indeed.