The Parable of the Cook
"Why Do Preachers Leave The
Ministry?"
Let's pretend that you're a cook who feeds the same
people every week. You go to the store, pay for the ingredients, work hard
cooking the meal, open the doors, and the usual patrons wander in. Many of them
are actually out of shape, lazy as a dog, and picky as a two year old. Some
things are too hot, some are too cold. Some simply go through the line and take
what they want. Others complain about everything that's on the menu that they
don't like. "Why do they even have squash? I hate squash." Or, "How come they
don't have sweet potatoes? Every other decent restaurant in town has sweet
potatoes." Sometimes they'll say, "We have the best fried chicken in
town.
It's better than every other diner out there."
You begin to notice that most of the patrons aren't
really that hungry. They just come to inspect the food. They load up anyway,
though most of the food on the plates will go unconsumed. When they go through
the line there is a donation box at the end to offset the cost of the food and
perhaps to tip the cook. Most pay. Some even leave a tip, smile, and say thank
you. It's this appreciation that will often make the difference between whether
or not the cook keeps cooking, for some days it can get discouraging to be a
cook.
On a rare occasion, the usual customers will see a
hungry person in the marketplace and tell him where he can go to get a good meal
and become healthy again. Most of the time the hungry go unnoticed because
they're everywhere, and so are the diners. When a starving person wanders in,
everyone gets excited. They share their meal and even save the newcomer a place
at the table. It's a happy time when you get to see someone enjoy a hot meal for
the first time.
It happens one day that the critique of the food turns
to criticism of the cook. What once was delicious is now boring. Eventually the
criticism of the cook digs into criticism of his motives and character. "Why
does he really cook?" some say. There are some who start talking about the
donation box. "If he really cares about us, he'll do it without needing to put
that offensive donation box at the end of the line." They begin to sit at
various tables and tell people that we don't need to give the cook any money for
the food. They say, "Don't tell the cook that he's doing a good job because then
he won't try harder and will never become a better cook. By not encouraging him,
we're actually helping him." They use every angle possible to convince people
that the cook is greedy and only cares about the money in the donation box.
"He's just a hireling" they say. "He needs to be taught a lesson in how to cook
for the sake of cooking alone. That's true culinary perfection."
The cook begins to go broke. He needs to pay the bills
and so he gets another job, and another job, and another job, and eventually, he
doesn't have energy to cook anymore. He still does, but he's just not as excited
about it as he used to be. In weeks to come, people gather, go through the line,
load up, and when they get to the end of the line, they not only don't tip
anymore, they don't even pay for the food. That would be fine with the cook
because sometimes they're not able to and that's ok. The cook is just glad
they're there, that they're eating something, and that they're sharing with
others.
The problem is that they don't even say thank you
anymore. They just load up and walk away. They still criticize what they don't
like and compare the food to the other diners. They never take the time to tell
the cook that the food is good, decent, hot, or fresh. After some months pass,
the cook begins to wonder if these people aren't trying to tell him something.
The fact that they come and load up and most of it goes uneaten begins to
make him think, "Perhaps they need, not just a new dish, but a new cook."
Secretly a few individual patrons encourage the cook and bless his family but it
seems as though they have to hide their efforts from the rest of the patrons.
The cook gets it. He realizes that there is an attitude that has taken over the
restaurant that will never allow the patrons to express appreciation as a
collective group. These patrons wish to take over the cooking for themselves. He
announces that he's hanging up his apron, but fear not, the diner will still
stay open under new management. Some patrons organize a dinner and invite him
and his family to attend a meal in his honor.
He attends. One last time,
everybody loads up, walks away, eats, and goes home. And that's it. The cook
says, "I'm done with the restaurant business. I'm better off doing something
else."
So he goes away, cooks for his family and a few genuinely hungry
people he comes across, works in peace, and lives happily every
after.
The end.
Why Do Preachers Leave The Ministry?