The Joy of Calling

As I listened to and read the work of Dr. Will Willimon, I thought about the joy of calling. I love the way he helped me identify my joy; I'm not sure in my current state of mind I could have come up with it without guidance. There's a young man I know who told me for a long time that he could not and would not ever choose sobriety. Ok, I said. I get it. Months and months went by and I'd run into him at various places around town and he'd say, "I'm never going to choose sobriety." I'd say, "Man, I get it. I'm not the sobriety police. I hear you and I believe you." He'd look at me like I had lost my mind. This is not what he expected. He expected me "of all people" to think he SHOULD get sober. But the truth is, I believed him. There was no need for further discussion. Eventually he stopped talking about his sobriety but he did not stop talking to me. I enjoyed our occasional chats.

Then one day I received an email that said, "Hey, just wanted you to know that sobriety found me. I'm doing well." I'm happy for him; but I did not need him to get sober for me to find joy in my calling.

I realize I did absolutely nothing to help him run into sobriety but still he wanted me to know news that he felt I would assess as good (true). All I ever did was make sure I was never in too much of a hurry to not chat. I did not believe or hope he would get sober. I just took his report at face value. Maybe this means I am tired and old, but my theory differs a bit from that narrative. It goes along more with Dr. Willimon's perspective as he looks back over decades of pastoral ministry.

Willimon says that God works like this - "Give me what you got and I'll work it up into something interesting. I'll do the rest. We are where we are because God has beckoned us." So like Abraham and Sarah, Jonah, David, Gideon, Peter, Paul and even Mary - God works with what we give him. We do not have all that much to offer. But it is enough for God to work it into something interesting. And this is the joy of calling.

God is at work. In this instance, the work was on and in and through me. It allowed me to stop thinking about what I want (a young man to get sober)as a function of calling and believe instead that God will work with whatever that young man gives him or I give him or you give him. God can work with whatever widow's mite we offer up. Oh the joy in knowing that we do not have to be successful or even particularly happy to still live a life of purpose and meaning.

When Calling is Costly…

"Church forces us to march in and sing even when we are not in the singing mood. Church doesn't wait for you to have the proper motivation to worship in order to call you to worship. So many times you don't feel like being a pastor but still must act the part - in pain, over your head emotionally and theologically, not knowing how to publicly mark your own loss. You act like their pastor even when you don't want to...."

Dr. Will Willimon

Yes. This is true. It is also true for being a wife, mother, father, sister, brother, or a line cook. Maybe not everyone has to worry about the theology of their job, but everyone does have the opportunity to wrestle with how their life is lived out theologically.

So here's the thing. Stop and think for a second about this. When your beloved has a medical emergency, do you care if the EMT's who show up in the middle of the night to offer aid find personal satisfaction in their work or do you want them to be good at their job? When your car breaks down on the side of the road, do you want the AAA person to find her bliss in fixing your tire or charging your battery or do you want her to be competent and efficient? When you have to go into surgery, do you REALLY want your surgeon to NOT wear a mask for fear it violates her rights?

More from Willimon...

"The deceit of modern life is the role of individual and stripped role of individuality. There is no YOU there without the roles, the assignments, the relationships. This is a very unglamorous view of service."

I will paraphrase poorly, but this is important. Willimon suggests that to experience a sense of calling, determine to make service part of the requirement of living. And guess what? There is no requirement in a calling that it be meaningful to us before we do it. Calling is not about our fulfillment. It allows other people's lives to be enriched but it doesn't necessarily make our life better. (Can I get an amen?)

Calling costs. It's your choice whether or not to enter into the fray of it all but if you do choose a life of purpose and meaning don't expect it to be meaningful or make your heart go pitter pat all the damn time.

What's a Calling? What's Our Purpose?

The Rev. Dr. William Willimon is an accidental preacher. He's written over 80 books and he was on a recent podcast with Kate Bowler's podcast, Everything Happens Episode 23. How did he become a pastor? "It wasn't my idea."

"We have a God who doesn't take no for an answer..."

In a world that teaches us to follow our bliss, shoot for the stars, don't settle for anything less than your best, figure out what you love to do and do that and you'll never work a day in your life, etc., there is this ancient biblical perspective that has totally gotten lost in the shuffle of all those platitudes and calls for individuality as the gold standard.

We have a life that is not our own. We can find tons of examples in the scriptures but consider the first four that pop into my brain: Moses, Jonah, Jeremiah, and Abraham. Here's what I know. I did not set out to swim in the recovery world. THAT'S the world I vowed to escape as I lay in my bed as a ten year old listening to the crashing of thrown objects against the den wall. I swore I was going to get the 'dys' out of dysfunctional family and never look back. And yet here I am. I am an accidental pastor to a recovery church, a community where the disease of addiction has doubled down and practically required an added heaping of "dys" for the family. The disease does that. I can tell you the facts of how this came to be and how unlikely the events that resulted in this radically changed life experience but I cannot explain how it happened.

"If you cannot explain it some other way, then it might be God," reports Dr. Willimon.

If this is the way God works, then according to Willimon, discernment becomes a very big task. His experience mirrors my own. He says he has days when he is really sure his call is from God and other days when he needs a reminder. The call to be married or someone's friend or a parent or any other role worth having is the same - we go back and forth, wondering: is this my path?

The weird thing about vocation is that it is not our idea; it is God's idea before it was ours. Dr. Willimon's position on such matters is completely foreign to the average American floundering for a sense of purpose and validation for their life choices. An external sense of determination is not a normal way to think about it in North America. When was the last time you heard someone say, "God just tapped me on the shoulder..." Or "I just came to understand the Lord was in this thing." Now, that language has some problems of its own. Sometimes people use God as an excuse to do things that even God wouldn't approve of! But as Willimon points out, there needs to be a definite sense of direction. "I do wonder if for modern Western people like us it's been so long since we have expected address from anything other than our own interiority. Maybe we are a little less adept at saying, 'God's got his hand on me.'" Dr. Will Willimon

At this point, I'm starting to think that maybe we need to think about God's hand on us more often, maybe it would act as a deterrent for putting our hands on other people without their invitation to do so.

Why Do Men Think it is OK to Kiss Women Who Aren't Their Wives?

Lately I've been struck by the number of news reports about men kissing women without their permission. On both sides of the political aisle, among the rich and famous who are not political, doctors, priests, pastors, athletes and therapists. Evangelists. People's relatives. You name it, whatever the role, there is someone out there who has been caught with their hands in someone else's cookie jar. No political persuasion or profession is spared from the relentless opportunity to take notice of all the men (and occasional report of women) who think it is ok to kiss, fondle and grope people without permission . I do not understand this; it baffles me. My grandchildren have a better grasp on body boundaries than this. Which reminds me of a funny story, totally not related to the topic, but what the heck.

When my son Michael was in preschool his beloved teacher Mr. Coley did a typical and lovely beginning to the Sunday school year. He took a long roll of butcher paper and traced the bodies of each of the children. As Mr. Coley was moving up one leg and around to the other, Michael said, "Watch out, Mr. Coley, do not touch the family jewels." I went to visit Wayne towards the end of his life. The first thing he recounted when he saw me was the "don't touch the family jewels" story. Oh, how lovely it is to remember moments of innocence and joy.

Ok, back to the blog. I continue to be puzzled by all the folks who cannot seem to keep their hands off of others' jewels but I do like what Dr. Willimon says on the subject of learning how to be faithful. In his funny, humble way he told the listeners tuned into his podcast interview (Everything Happens Episode 23) with Kate Bowler that as a young husband there were times when he did not feel like being faithful. But he had pledged vows that called for faithfulness. So he acted the part. When he did not feel like being a faithful husband, he remembered - act the role of faithful husband. He said this brilliant thing, "You act the role in order to assume the role." Then, he reports, you wake up one day and you're not having to try to be faithful anymore. Faithful is who you have become by fulfilling the role that has been assigned to you. This applies to the role of spouse, parent, employer or employee - whatever the role, that is your calling. I love his candor AND I love his vision.

I wonder how many men and women caught up in scandals that tarnish their reputation would have avoided such outcomes if they had simply done this: act the role in order to assume the role.

Our Calling May Feel Like a Cluster Cuss

Mother Teresa of Calcutta is an iconic figure. She dedicated her life to the marginalized people in India and died at the age of 87 with an unblemished record of selfless and tireless ministry in the name of her faith without a single scandal, sexual or otherwise, throughout her life of service. Now THAT'S saying something!

People revere her. But Mother Teresa herself was deeply troubled, even tormented about her faith and periods of doubt about God. In a collection of letters she wrote over 66 years ("Mother Teresa: Come Be My Light") we see a woman whose experience of her purpose was wildly different from our perception of her calling. And guess what? She never wanted any of us to know this about her. The Vatican did not accede to her wishes and destroy her letters, keeping them instead as potential relics of a saint. I bet she is spitting mad.

Here's an excerpt. "I spoke as if my very heart was in love with God - tender, personal love," she wrote to one advisor. "If you were (there), you would have said, 'What hypocrisy.' " Although I would not want to meet Mother Teresa on the other side of eternity if I had published those personal outpourings of suffering, I am grateful to have the opportunity to read them. They provide me some perspective when I think about my own life, when I doubt my own value, when I question my own calling.

Mother Teresa made service a requirement of living without asking it to make her happy. Like that awful parable that Jesus wrote about the hard and relentless life and times of a servant, I appreciate the perspective and how it might inform my own sense of calling.

Living a purposeful life does not require it to be meaningful but instructs: JUST DO IT. (Nike stole it from Jesus is how I'm seeing it from Dr. Willimon's perspective.) Maybe you, like me, are having a sad day, week, month or year. Maybe you are questioning yourself, wondering if you are a lazy pastor because you couldn't figure out how to create magnificent worship experiences in a parking lot of a commercial office park. Ok. Have a good cry. But then get off your ass and do the next right thing for the role into which you were called: spouse, parent of an addict, daughter of an alcoholic, lawyer, IT professional, and or - God bless your soul - pastor. Whatever role is assigned; just do it. If it were easy and glamorous and personally fulfilling, Mother Teresa would not have 66 years of intimate letters (written to trusted advisors who turned her stuff over to the Vatican) filled with doubt and dissatisfaction.