After years of consistently putting their noses to the grindstone, churning out sermon after sermon, cooking church meals, visiting the sick, and performing funerals and weddings, this group of unknown pastors and lay-people finally got a chance to slow things down and hit up a local Chuck E. Cheese’s.
“It can be difficult running smaller, rural churches. Everyone expects us to do everything because we’re paid staff, which can snowball into discouragement or exhaustion,” remarked a rather tall member of the group with a moderately creepy smile. “We’re thrilled to get a chance to go out for once.”
The six ate some pizza, played some arcade games, and exchanged their tickets for some squirt guns and pens. Leaving was the difficult part. “We found it hard to leave,” an older gentleman named Dave told us. “We rarely get any time to ourselves, as we are confined to our offices and churches, often doing menial tasks just to keep our churches functioning. When we had to leave, reality set in that all good things must come to an end.”
We’re glad these exhausted, obscure pastors and lay-people finally got a night out on the town.