On Being Indispensable
The other night I was at church getting ready for drama rehearsal when I realized I didn't feel well. In fact, I was sick and needed to just go home. My first reaction was to stick it out and complete the rehearsal. Then I was hit with two simultaneous thoughts: one felt good, one felt bad.
On the good side, I had trained an assistant director. She was more than adequate to direct alone. I could go home. I could relax. On the bad side, I realized I was no longer indispensable. Things could go on without me.
None of us is indispensable. And that's how it should be. Yet secretly we all would like to believe we are—that if we left, somehow the whole ministry, be it drama or anything else, would come crumbling down. It's gratifying, in a sort of quietly selfish way, to keep everything revolving around us and us alone. Sometimes it's even easier that way. It's hard work to train others who may not be as good as we are. But make no mistake. It's a trap.
Those who have learned to share have the healthiest attitudes. They don't keep everything routed through themselves. They don't become the bottleneck for what God can do in a church. They don't limit the ministry to the time, vision and energy of one person. They share. They train. They delegate.
So I've been sharing. And mostly, it feels good. The drama ministry is bigger than I am. That's the way it should be. And sometimes I feel a little less important than I once did. And that's the way it should be.