Wouldn’t you know it…it’s a new show that’s inspired me to write in the midst of a busy summer!
I saw a new show being promoted on Hulu, I think (we cut the cable cord and now exist on Hulu Plus and Netflix), and had to check it out. It’s called “Impastor.”
The premise is that a con man, Buddy, finds himself impersonating a Lutheran pastor, basically to flee from people who are trying to kill him. After standing on a bridge, ready to kill himself, a Lutheran pastor pulls over and tries to talk him down from the bridge, but goes over the bridge himself. We are assured that the real pastor was killed (although I have my doubts…), and Buddy assumes his identity since the pastor had a car, cash in his wallet, and an address telling him where to go.
Before he figures out what he will be doing for a living, a lovely woman shows him around his new home (free!) and he meets some of “his” people. Through the course of the conversation he finds out that not only is he supposed to be a Lutheran pastor, but the pastor was gay, though promised to be celebate (just FYI, this is not part of Lutheran polity anymore…do some research, Hollywood?).
This show is not for children, and has PLENTY of adult situations and language. However, I like what they’re doing, but probably not for the reason they think.
I became a pastor in 2001, and had been giving sermons on and off for maybe 5 or 6 years before then. That’s almost 20 years at this point of leading worship and doing this job. And some days, I STILL feel like an imposter. Impastor. Get it? I’m sure there’s someone out there who doesn’t feel like they’re faking it some of the time, or a lot of the time, but I’m not one of them.
Maybe this is in every job, but in my particular job, sometimes all you can do is make it up as you go along. Even if you have all the training that the fictional Buddy didn’t have, you still aren’t prepared for the crazy situations that you walk into sometimes, or the crazy questions that you get asked. Or even just the heartbreaking ones. Or the burden of carrying everybody’s issues with you as you go. There’s no manual. You have to fake it, make it up, until it becomes a part of you.
So, I’m in, Impastor! I want to watch someone fake his way through this nutso job, because that’s not far off from what we do every day, maybe even not being a pastor. Parenting, for sure. Teaching, I assume. And you can’t tell me that the CEO of some company doesn’t feel like she doesn’t have a clue on some days.
Here’s to another Pastor in pop culture! I will watch and see where it goes.