A nice little article on pastors who aren't pastoral, on pastors who are caught up with the wrong things in the ministry. Click to read it all.
Here are some highlights:
Hospital visits are considered a chore for some minion to do. Unless, of course, the dying happens to be someone of significance. Yes. You can read that as someone of material means.
Funerals? Everybody knows preachers don't have time for that. "Let the dead bury the dead" is their motto.
Wednesday night visitations? What era did you grow up in? These preachers don't have time to make house calls. And if you want to visit with them, you'd be better off heading down to the local coffee shop than to the church office.
Better yet, just Twitter them. Short conversations are best anyhow. Many of them are ADD and their listening skills haven't improved much since they were in first-grade.
They spend more time studying the latest in market trends and reading Malcolm Gladwell than they do reading Scriptures and the signs of the times.
Every single one of them is writing a book, though they can't explain the difference between an adjective and an adverb.
They don't know the names of the people who live four houses over from them, but twice a year they travel to Africa to minister to the hurting.
Because there isn't enough of them to go around, they are developing a video series that can be downloaded to your iPad or iPhone. This is considered the latest form of fellowship.
Are the days gone when pastors watched you grow up, married you off, watched your children grow up, buried your mama and daddy and then reminisced with you over a cup of coffee on the front porch after a dinner that included peach pie?