Death from a Thousand Tiny Cuts
The statement he made to me was one that he said came as a bit of a warning from Pastor Joel Holmes from North Little Rock about one of the hidden reefs of ministry. Brother Holmes had told him that from his vantage point of ministry which would have been well into his 35th year at the time that he had rarely seen ministers fall due to moral issues, money issues, doctrinal compromise, or church battles. Instead, he had witnessed more than one ministry collapse under the weight of a “death from a thousand tiny cuts.” They had bled to death spiritually, mentally, emotionally, and physically from the constant small attacks, insults, wounds, bruises that come with being called to preach and serving a local church. He told Pastor Weeks that most of these men were still going through the motions of their work but with little inspiration, motivation, or anointing in their lives, in fact it was almost as if they were dead preachers walking (that is my description, not Brother Holmes’). I could almost see the picture with my mind’s eye of a body lying out on the grass lawn with a church in the background. People were still coming and going through the doors of the church oblivious to the fact that a dead body was cluttering up the lawn. In fact, it looked like church business was thriving and all of the programs were continuing to run smoothly with great efficiency.
To be effective in our calling, there must be a constant and steady intake of spiritual strength. You can count on one thing—if you are serving in the role of the ministry, there will be wounds that come in your direction. I could go into great detail after being in ministry since 1992 and full-time since 2006 of things I have dealt with that sought to destroy what the Lord had in mind for my life. The liabilities that come to us are even more dangerous if we live a life that is based on the lowest common denominator of consecration. Consecration is an old word that has sort of lost its traction in too many places these days. Consecration helps us to move out of living our spiritual life in the zone of the minimum requirements. Our inner life is so crucial, and it has to be nurtured so that when the thousand tiny cuts move toward us, we are able to be resilient. But consecration is demanding because the very nature of public spiritual work means we come in contact with things that have the potential to contaminate us with cynicism, sarcasm, repressed anger, bitterness, and even complacency and its cousin, apathy. Overwhelming counseling sessions, comforting discouraged souls, confronting those who refuse to turn from their sinful ways, dealing with those who have little respect or understanding of spiritual authority, being involved in pressing with the Kingdom of Light in an ongoing battle against spiritual darkness, and the pace of the race are all things that can poison the soul of a preacher, pastor, and minister. Consecration in itself must force us to remember that when the Lord first called his disciples, he called them to come to him, not to go into the world. The first movement of consecration comes when we travel toward the Lord; in prayer, in disciplined interaction with the Word, in regular fasting, and other spiritual disciplines that add life to us. Consecration also involves a certain amount of wrestling with yourself which is greatly self-revelatory as well.
Recently, I ran across some very old notes from one of our stalwarts from more than 30 years ago. He made one of the most startling observations from his decade of evangelizing among apostolic churches in the 1970’s. He said he was shocked at the overall spiritual barrenness that had overtaken the majority of pastors for whom he held revivals in their local churches. Despite the fact that there were very outward signs of “success” the pastor had succumbed to the thousand tiny cuts. Preaching had devolved into grasping at the latest sermon books that were popular in that era and rehashing it on Sunday. Prayer was mostly functional in public arenas when someone had to bless the green beans or filling up time with public prayers in church services. But no pastor can feed sheep in brown pastures that has dry streams, the flock will starve or get diseases in spiritual places like that. It isn’t too long before that man will be looking for an escape route. There is a reason that the disciples’ prayer in Matthew 6 leads us to call out for daily bread because we cannot make it without some kind of regular sustenance. The spiritual overtones of Jesus’ instruction for his disciples to pray in that manner makes a lot of sense after knowing that we can die from a thousand tiny cuts.
Everyday there are people who come to us and they need some bread at midnight because some friend has come along who needs their resources. Ministry has a way just by sheer attrition of drawing down the inner life of a preacher. We may be able to fend off the lack of inner spiritual strength once, twice, or maybe ten times but after that, if there is not serious replenishment that takes place, the thousand tiny cuts will begin to cause spiritual anemia. The passion for the Christ has to remain or else! Just like the tires on my car that need to regular rotation, I am in need of that same mechanism in my spiritual calling.
As I drove back toward Dothan that day, I thought much about what Pastor Weeks had shared with me. Periodically that thought arises with me again and my need of vigilant attention to the necessary things of spiritual life. No matter what takes place, I must be saved!
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