Pastors are normal people. The shepherd of God’s flock is still a sheep himself. As a pastor, I’m not a “father” but a “brother,” a real brother who is part of the same dysfunctional family as the rest of God’s children. I struggle with the same things everyone else does.
Pastors wrestle with all kinds of sin. I’ve often told people in counseling situations there’s little they could tell me that would surprise me—not only have I heard it before, but in many cases, I’ve been there myself.
The truth is, we’ve all been there—wanting to throw in the towel, to let a church member know what we really think, and to take the “mask of ministry” off for a minute. We’re tired of always having to be “on” when we’re in public.