The hardest part of ministry
October 26, 2013
The hardest part of ministry
Mark Driscoll » Church Leadership Heart Culture Suffering
For me, the answer is simple: family safety. By far and away, this is the most constant, soul-aching concern that I deal with. Those ministering in more family-friendly suburban communities that welcome megachurches and gated neighborhoods may not understand the complexities of a ministry that is more urban and the dangers it can pose.
* On one occasion, a man tried to get into my home in the middle of the night. Demanding to meet with me, he woke up and frightened my family. The police arrested him and put him in a mental health facility. The man escaped and started walking back to my home in his underwear. The police intercepted him when he was not far away.
Driscoll never even touches on how the guy could have even known where the Driscoll residence was. That in itself would be a detail that's worth considering, but let's go back and consult a few things. The thing about the incident is that it's not that there's no evidence of a weird late-night incident, it's that it dates back to about 2000. We've discussed this in the past at Wenatchee The Hatchet but it's apparently worth revisiting if Mark Driscoll's going to keep coming back to it on the conference circuit.
CONFESSIONS OF A REFORMISSION REV
Mark Driscoll, Zondervan
copyright (c) 2006 by Mark Driscoll
CHAPTER FIVE: JESUS, WHY AM I GETTING FATTER AND MEANER?
At this time, our church also started an unmoderated discussion board on our website, called Midrash, and it was being inundated with postings by emerging-church type feminists and liberals. I went onto the site and posted as William Wallace II, after the great Scottish man portrayed in the movie Braveheart, and attacked those who were posting. It got insane, and thousands of posts were being made each day until it was discovered that it was me raging like a madman under the guise of a movie character. One guy got so mad that he actually showed up at my house to fight me one night around 3 a.m. [emphasis added]
Note the detail from this screen cap about the one-year old boy with the flu.
To date Mark Driscoll has never publicly conceded that the way he conducted himself as William Wallace II could have even possibly provoked emotionally or mentally unstable people to react in an adverse way. It's not that crazy people should have been able to figure out where the Driscoll house was it's that the story has been shared by Driscoll as a plea for sympathy for his wife and children in the last two years. Driscoll's recycled the story in a few spots while scrupulously omitting in recent retellings that (per Driscoll's 2006 account) it was explicitly in reaction to discovering Mark Driscoll was posting as William Wallace II that the guy wanted to confront him. So Driscoll's defenders think it's ridiculous for critics to mention an incident such as the collected posts of William Wallace II as indicative of Mark Driscoll's character and conduct ... and yet Driscoll's still trawling up a fourteen year old story while fishing for sympathy for the wife and kids?
What showed up in the 2013 "The Hardest Part of Ministry" that has not made the rounds is a different account. Here's another bullet point from The Hardest Part of Ministry.
Twice I have arrived home from work to find a registered sex offender seeking to engage with my family while waiting to talk with me.
As discussed previously at Wenatchee The Hatchet, former Mars Hill attender Mark Yetman has added some potentially clarifying narrative about at least one of those two incidents.
In 2000 my wife and I moved 3000 miles to Seattle. We didn’t know anyone or anything about Seattle but we rented an apartment on the Ave. Everything was new and exciting for us and we sought out to explore everything this city. I don’t remember when we decided to enter the doors of the Paradox but I think it was late that summer. Entering those doors we were exposed to something we had never seen. Team Strike Force was doing their best Nirvana impression with deep and heartfelt Christian lyrics (no Jesus is my boyfriend lyrics). The pastor was dynamic, edgy, and speaking the Gospel with strength and conviction. What was truly radical for me was an evangelical church that served communion and you went up when your heart and soul were ready to accept Christ. For me it was a personal altar-call every time.
We would mainly go to the Paradox but occasionally go to the Ballard church (house). I remember going to Mark’s birthday party/5 year anniversary party and going to a retreat where Damien Jurado was there (He did a great rendition of Pink Moon). I started going to Mark’s house by the Montlake bridge for a men’s bible study. His uber-macho/hyperbolic public persona practically disappeared. He revealed a man that was Christ-filled caring and compassionate man. I remember one time him speaking about having a child-molester in his house and was uneasy about it but believed that Christ had changed this man’s heart. ... [emphasis added]
It's terrible that Driscoll's wife and children have had to deal with unbalanced, violence and harmful people. It's also a shame that Driscoll has been rolling out some stories he's been sharing off and on over the last nine years on the conference circuit and not providing any historical grounding for a timeframe in which some of this stuff may have occurred.