It’s worse than being on the cover of the National Enquirer, because it’s your that’s curious about your sex life, and they’re all spiritually invested in the pastor’s emotional stability.
One of the few parishioners that found out about me and my pastor ended up giving me a 20-minute lecture on how I’d better treat her well, because she was currently an “integrated personality”, and we didn’t want that disturbed.
Jesus loves everyone equally, and so should a pastor. But in fact, in my case, my pastor’s nickname for me was “Belovedest”.
Now, our “relationship” was kept mostly a secret except from a sort of inner circle of clergy and lay leadership.
You automatically confide in these people with sensitive information for specific purposes, and in return, they do not use it for another goal—such as trying to develop sexual intimacy. The pastor can learn about your deepest values and fears and dreams at an alarmingly fast rate—and it’s nearly impossible for him or her not to use that for manipulative ends if the two of you get sexually involved.