Richard Exley Ministries

Posted on March 14, 2008

Several years ago while serving as the senior pastor of Christian Chapel I had a brush with burnout. For several years I had continued to add to my workload, taking on one new project after another. I was preaching five and six times a week, leading a Field Education reflection group at Oral Roberts Seminary, continuing a heavy counseling load, and hosting a live nationwide 90-minute, call-in radio program weekly. We were just completing a major building program at the church and on top of everything else; my father had open-heart surgery followed three weeks later by an emergency gall bladder operation.

Physically and emotionally, I was drained C more than I realized. By and large I managed to minister with surprising proficiency. On the inside, though, I was falling apart. My nerves were rubbed raw. I had no spiritual or emotional reserves left. I was tired, but there was no time to rest. I loved my work, but it was killing me. I felt trapped and hated that feeling, too.

My brother, Bob, and his wife came for a visit and I found myself sharing my pent-up feelings with him. With his help, I was able to make some important decisions, decisions that I have had to remake again and again over the years. First, I had to admit that I wasn't superman. I couldn't do it all. Then I had to decide what to do, what to delegate, and what to let go undone.

Category: Ministry

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