“Why is everybody always picking on me?” –1950s song by The Coasters
The biggest egotist in the room may be the wallflower who sits alone, absorbed in killer thoughts about his isolation. “Why does no one talk to me?” “They’re all snobs.” “Why did I bother coming to this thing anyway?” I, I, I, me, me, my, my.
Over the years I’ve met quite a few pastors who were being victimized and brutalized by their own low self-esteem and their inferiority complex. It’s tempting to say here that “it’s not a complex if you’re really inferior,” but that would be cruel. This person afflicts enough mental cruelty upon himself/herself without outside aid.
The poor-me pastor is usually in one of three situations…