Superpowers

There seems to be a myth amongst church go-ers that clergy have superpowers. There seems to be a corresponding myth in MY brain that I should have superpowers to deal with those expectations.

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...they've not shown up yet. So I'm dealing with those expectations as a regular (albeit called and hopefully ordained) human being.

CRAP!

Am thinking this will involve all parties (congregations and pastors) to begin debunking this myth. Yes, I'm your pastor. No, I've not been endowed with special powers. I like to joke that I have special Jesus powers of turning ordinary wine and bread into Jesus but that's... Jesus. Not me. Ditto for baptisms. Ditto for presiding and preaching. That's the ever awesome Holy Spirit working in your hearts to hear the Word.

Yes, I show up. Yes, I'm there. Yes, I will have spent four years in seminary studying how to be a pastor. Still, the only reason I'm different than you is that you were called to be an architect, teacher, parent, dog groomer, x-ray technician... and I was called to be a pastor.

I'd love to tell you I've got it more together than you and that when I have a family, my family will be the most organized, with it, together family in the history of families. And then that's when I'll show up with half my hair chopped off, bags under my eyes from lack of sleep, and hand you my screaming toddler so I can get ready to preach the gospel to you.

We're all in this together, dear people.