The electric fence

“I’m wondering if you and your husband have run into issues of sexual sin among any of the leaders in your congregation.” My query paused the conversation while my friend reviewed her experiences in the last year or so since her husband had become an elder in a mid-sized, non-denominational congregation.

The fact that she had to pause and think about it answered my question.

“Well, there’s a couple dealing with infidelity on the part of one of the spouses,” she said at last.

“Are they in leadership roles?” I asked.

“Oh no,” she said, a note of shock in her voice. “No problems at all like that. Why do you ask?”

I’d been reflecting on the devastation that had been wrought by the wandering desires of church leaders I’ve known over the years. Leaders’ porn addictions, adulteries, emotional adulteries, more porn addictions, more adulteries and a few cases of fornication for good measure have pock-marked the narrow road I’ve walked during the last three decades.    
If a leader is not inclined to confess, then without a moment of hesitation, he or she will destroy anyone who gets too close to their secret. The love the ministry leader may profess for their congregation ends at the electrified fence they’ve built around their secret. The leader usually has no problem shoving the potential exposer into the fence and watching the person fry. “See? There’s the problem in our congregation,” the leader will say as he or she points to the now crispy-fried reputation of a brother or sister. And in my experience, they’ll resort to this tactic again and again and again until they either get caught or collapse under the weight of their double life. 
Someone once told me I seemed to have trust issues with church leaders. (Ironically, I later discovered that this person was heavily involved in a cover-up of a church leader’s emotional affair. But I digress.) When I recently shared some of our war stories with a new friend, I realized that either (a) my husband and I have extraordinarily terrible discernment when it comes to choosing churches or (b) the problems are here, there and everywhere, and when we’ve prayed “God, please use me”, he will take us at our word and escort us right toward an electrified fence. 
The temptation to say, “Forget you” to the Church has been great at times – and there have been periods when simply walking in the door of a service and taking a seat in the back row has been all that I can do. Even then, when I was in non-involvement mode at a church, I once had a woman in leadership decide to befriend me because I seemed safe (because I was non-involved) and confess to me the affairs she and her husband had both had in recent years. Oy. 

I am certainly more guarded these days, but I believe that might be called “Wisdom”. I also am learning to trust God, even when his people fail. I fail, and God trusts me to continue to carry his Spirit in spite of my own failures – and because of his bottomless love and mercy.
I also believe that the people I learn from are often not the ones wielding power in a church professing their desire to ‘equip me for ministry’, but the ones who probably aren’t on the church org chart who have the time and openness to sit at a table across from me and share their lives. Our society provides us all with regular tutorials about the relationship of power to sexual appetite – Arnold Schwartzenegger and Anthony Weiner, most recently. Truth 101 here: Power in any sphere can be simultaneously a narcotic and an aphrodisiac, and yes, that combo, applied to the unhealed wounds of a church leader can out a dormant hidden self that will take down others to preserve its secrets. 
The note of shock in my friend’s voice sounded a lot like “That could never happen here”. That tone of pride was more alarming to me than her answer. Paul, writing to a congregation where sexual sin was center stage, coached them with these words of warning: “So, if you think you are standing firm, be careful that you don’t fall!” (1 Cor. 10:12) 
My prayer for my friend is that she and her husband will indeed be careful – especially if they find themselves being escorted toward an electric fence. 
Have you ever been in a church impacted by the sexual sin of a leader? How did it affect you? 
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4 thoughts on “The electric fence”

  1. There's a very powerful book that takes on exactly this subject, called "Sex in the Forbidden Zone: When Men in Power–Therapists, Doctors, Clergy, Teachers, and Others–Betray Women's Trust." I've read parts of it, and the person who recommended it tries to read it every 5 years. It talks about how very, very common this is…. (They have it on Amazon, used, as it is out of print. From the late 90s.)

  2. I'll do a search for it. Thanks for the recommendation.

    I realize that my post implies that all leaders have some form of this issue at work in their lives. That is not at all what I intended to convey, and will probably do a follow-up post at some point.

  3. On your spiritual pride point, when someone says to me, "I would never commit such-and-such a sin," I find myself watching for it, almost certain it will happen. That's probably wrong since I should be thinking the best of the person. Based on some sins I've been convicted of, I'd add to spiritual-pride causes, judgments and spiritual blindness.

    To answer your question, in the three churches I've called "home," I've seen two examples of the church disciplining leaders for sexual sin. Both discipline procedures were biblical, humble, humbling, and restorative for all. I don't remember any electric-fence experiences before the leaders publicly confessed their sin.

    I love your picture of the electric fence. I can't recall experiencing this with a church leader, but I experience it in interpersonal relationships when someone judging me as a whatever turns out to be a flaming whatever himself. The accusations hurt, much as crispy-frying might, though I hope I never have that literal experience.

  4. Restorative discipline that has actually worked – twice! That's an encouraging report! 🙂

    This "electric fence" behavior definitely rears its ugly head in all kinds of relationships. I'm sorry you've been singed by it, Jane.

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