
Yesterday morning I began my sermon with a story about when I was about to start my sophomore year in college. I told about telling my mom I was going to quit school for awhile and get a job as a construction worker making so much money an hour… The point of the story I was trying to convey is that my mom’s zeal for me finishing college was a critical moment in my life. From her vantage point, she knew that finishing school was going to be key for me in what God was doing in my life. And because of her intensity and zeal, it was motivating to me to see a bigger picture as well.
A few things I did not mean to convey in my careless and “not well thought out” telling of that account:
- I did not mean that there is anything wrong with working in construction. It would not have, nor will it ever be in the future, the best fit for me. If you know me, you know that I do not have any aptitudes that are desperately needed to work in a skilled labor position. I am thankful that my mom pointed that out to me in a way that only moms can do!
- I did not mean that working in construction (or any other industry for that matter) is not good and honorable work. In fact, I have great friends who support their families, love Jesus and are doing EXACTLY what God has designed and called them to be doing and they work in the construction industry. Work and labor are part of God’s perfect design for man and woman from the beginning of creation. Work is not a consequence of the fall… “professional ministry” is (that is a topic for another day… the language of work and “ministry” are often times identical in the Bible).
- I did not mean that going to college is somehow a greater vision than pursuing a career without college. While I think college is valuable in preparing oneself for whatever career or work they feel called to pursue, there is nothing spiritual or magical about “college” per se.
- I did not mean to say that I was going to make $16 an hour. That was an arbitrary number and the truth is that I do not remember what I was going to make. All I remember was that I was going to make what felt like a lot of money to me then when I was 20 years old. The reality is it was probably a couple of dollars more than minimum wage per hour, which up to that time, was the most I had ever made.
As I thought through yesterday’s sermon and what I was trying to teach from the book of Nahum, I realize I was careless and certainly may have alienated, or at least offended, some in the telling of that story. That was not my intention and I don’t think I did a good job in communicating the real point I was trying to make.
I have certainly said my fair share of careless things as I have stood up and talked in front of people; and this won’t be the last time. What is clear in my mind sometimes becomes vague and cloudy before it comes out of my mouth. It is one of the hazards for me in what I do.
Here is a great resource on the theology of work.
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