There's an old joke that goes something like this:

A priest was caught in a flood. Standing on the lawn outside his house, ankle-deep in water, he spoke to a group of men in a rubber life raft:

"I'm staying here. God will protect me."

Later, standing on the second floor of his house, he spoke again to a group of men in a search-and-rescue boat:

"I'm staying here. God will provide!"

Finally, the waters rose until they reached the roof of his house, and shouting to a Coast Guard rescue vessel, he insisted:

"I'M STAYING HERE! GOD WILL PROTECT ME!"

Some time later, the priest was waiting impatiently outside of the pearly gates, and when St. Peter allowed him through, he marched right up to God and demanded an explanation.

"I have been faithful all my life. I have served you in all your glory, O Lord, and you promised to keep me safe from harm. Why did you let me die?"

And the Lord spake thus: "You idiot, I sent you three ships!"

God does not expect you to give all unto Him. God expects you to take care of yourself. As Jesus said, the Sabbath was made to serve Man; there's no point in following practices that harm us. I firmly believe that this is a lesson many churches willfully ignore, which makes me sad, because it's really kind of the point of Jesus's whole journey.

Frankly, mega-churches are a perversion of Jesus's message to begin with, and I suspect their staff would be on the receiving end of a thorough whipping if Jesus were to enter one today. But given that the Second Coming hasn't happened yet, I humbly suggest that you learn from the priest caught in the flood, and recognize that God does not want to be a helicopter parent.