I can tend to my congregation now, sit with them in the ordinary joys and sorrows without losing myself. But when the crises pile up, a death, a family falling apart, three people needing me at once, I feel the tank run dry. I keep pouring out care I'm not sure I still have, running on fumes and a prayer.
More people experience this than they realize.
You can care for your congregation, but the crises and endless demands still drain you dry.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.