Blixa wrote:Jersey Girl wrote:I can only speak for my own reaction and have. Dealing with my own yahoolishness is a full time job, I can't imagine making an active choice to be lead by a yahoo.
I'd have to draw the line and move outta there.
I used to hear insinuations over the pulpit...that tone of voice that means the speaker is referring to a literal person they have in mind. I always assumed that was mostly done for rhetorical effect, so everyone would wonder who it was and maybe feel some shame it was them!
But mentioning by name? I've never even heard of that anecdotally.
I've never heard of it either. Let me share with you the other side of the coin and this is the straw that broke the camel's back for me with my own former church.
I assisted a woman who lead a children's ministry, a preschool choir, on Wednesday night when other types of classes are taking place. She not only taught songs and how to sing them, she went the extra mile and taught a lesson and provided a hands on activity. She even purchased a kind of keyboard (can't remember the name of the instrument) off eBay so the children could help make music with their own hands.
She did this for three years.
When her family got a work transfer to another state, she of course needed to give up her class. On the last night that she taught, I saw person after person (including the pastor, his wife, and congregation members who had been there for years--the old guard so to speak) pass by the classroom while walking down the hallway.
Not ONE PERSON, not the pastor, not the wife, not the old guard, and not the parents of the children themselves took a moment to thank her and acknowledge her three year commitment.
When all the children had been dismissed, she and I stood there in the classroom and she had tears rolling down her cheeks from feeling so hurt and unappreciated. All I could say was "I don't believe this!"
The following Wednesday, I chose to stay home. I got a call about 10 minutes prior to class time asking where I was. They *assumed* that I would take her place as choir director. I, in no uncertain terms, told the woman that I was never asked to take her place, I felt no obligation to take her place, that I would never involve myself in the choir ministry ever again and told her exactly WHY, I would never do it.
They let a good and devoted woman, who sacrificed her own time to the benefit of young children walk out the door in tears after three years of service.
They didn't even say goodbye to her!
Silence, in this case, was what sent me toward the exit sign.