I remember when internet comedians Rhett & Link first published their stories of religious deconstruction. I was so sad, and so worried about them, and a little bit worried that were going to drag all of the Mythical Beasts (their fans, including me) to hell with them. Now I am kind of in their shoes.
I cannot say that I have thrown away everything I believed in, I absolutely haven’t. I can say that I am holding almost everything I’ve ever believed with a light touch. Oh, and a few things I have absolutely chunked into the maybe-real-maybe-not lake of fire. But mostly I am wrestling with what I believe and why I believe(d) it and what I really think about the Bible and church structures and charismatic Christianity and the prophetic and you name it, it’s probably on the potential chopping block.
So here’s a category for thought. How do we, the fully-human, process pain and questions and weakness? Because I was always trained to be appropriately vulnerable but not enough that it could hurt or confuse people or lead them astray. So when you are a pastor’s wife and you are really hoping to die, you can say, “I’ve been feeling a little sad lately”. That is pastoral, because if you tell a sheep you’re hoping to spontaneously die, they will be confused and maybe walk right off a cliff. And so you learn to medicate, whether that’s drugs or alcohol or my drugs of choice, movies and books and ice cream, and you medicate and medicate so that you can be numb enough to be a good-enough leader. And you love people, and you’re trying.
In case you were wondering, this is a shit plan. Now you are dealing with unbearable sadness and complicated relationship issues and so much pain and there is nowhere to take that pain, because your weakness is a threat to the souls of everyone, and on top of that you are numb and lying. It’s a broken paradigm.
And not only are you responsible for the eternal security of everybody else, you also might be financially dependent on keeping a thriving church in motion. If you stop to address your failing mental health, how will you survive financially? Who’s gonna feed your kids while you’re nuts? We need better resources to help people in ministry get healthy, safely.
But let’s say you’re “lucky”, like me and your body and your mind and heart just shut down, forcing you to step out of leadership and focus on healing. Now you are part of the larger community. And like most people from younger Gen-X down, you process out loud, online. What if you’re so sick of the restrictions placed on your thoughts and you just want to say what you’re wrestling with? Like a person with feelings. Shouldn’t that be something you can do? Why is it always the people with the largest “Jesus” stickers that try to shut this down? “Just trust God,” they say, like you haven’t spent a lifetime doing that. “Don’t give up on Jesus,” they say, like you would voluntarily give up the only anchor you have. “Don’t talk about this, you’ll lead people astray,” they say.
At what point do Jesus’ biggest fans figure out that he was all about sitting with the hurting and the destitute? At what point can they say, “I will sit with you in your sadness and your anger and your questions, because I don’t want you to sit alone”? At what point can the church quit offering easy answers and fear-based threats and just let us hurt until we feel better? We know the Scriptures. We taught them for a lifetime. We know the easy answers. For whatever reason, that is not what we need now.
So if you’re watching someone grapple with their mental health and their faith and all the moving parts, maybe try to be that person that doesn’t fight the real. Maybe this part is more honest and holy than all the time they were being a shining role model with a shattered heart. Maybe your weary and heavy-laden friend needs rest, not answers.