In the last issue of Rolling Stone there was a lengthy interview with Bob Dylan. In the midst of it, I was fascinated to hear him talk about about work and
calling. It seemed very insightful which really shouldn't be surprising.
Rolling Stone: So live performance is
a purpose you find fulfilling?
Dylan: If you’re not fulfilled in other ways, performing can never
make you happy. Performing is something you have to learn how to do it. You do
it, you get better at it, you keep going. And if you don’t get better at it,
you have to give it up. Is it a fulfilling way of life? What kind of way of life
is fulfilling? No kind of life is fulfilling if your soul hasn’t been redeemed.
You’ve described what
you do not as a career but as a calling.
Everybody has a calling, don’t they? Some have a high
calling, some have a low calling. Everybody is called but few are chosen. There
is a lot of distraction for people, so you might not never find the real you. A
lot of people don’t.
How would you describe
your calling?
Mine? Not any different than anybody else’s. Some people are
called to be a good sailor. Some people have a calling to be a good tiller of
the land. Some people are called to be a good friend. You have to be the best
at whatever you’re called at. Whatever you do. You ought to be the best at it –
highly skilled. It’s about confidence – not arrogance.
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Way back when, when Denis and I began thinking about what in
the world “Jesus is Lord over all of life” meant, we wondered how that could be as we cleaned dental
offices for a few years while finishing up school. How could God be just as
pleased with us doing that as when we were practicing a spiritual discipline like prayer or Bible reading. We had enormous
barriers that kept us thinking that a call to “The Ministry” was a higher
calling than the poor sot who goes to a JOB every day. It took time, reading,
and lots of discussion to move us to a place in life where we could say, yes, this
menial labor, this repetition of vacuuming and emptying, day after day,
returning exam rooms and lobbies to clean orderliness – this is what God has
called us to do for now. And it is good. As good as being a missionary to the
homeless. We learned to honor God with our brooms and dust cloths, like Dylan
does with words and guitar.
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3 comments:
I've been thinking alot about this same thing when I pray for Emerson. I've caught myself praying that he be a great man of God, a Billy Grahamesque type, then it occurred to me that maybe the Lord simply desires that he be a faithful man, in the quietest of ways. Really enjoyed this post.
The reality is, the missionary to the homeless and the janitor are a lot closer than most people think. The missionary spends the majority of his time doing menial things. Even when he is doing "ministry" it often feels mundane. "How many times can I sit under this same tree, with this same person, drinking tea, until something happens?" Therein lies the struggle - what is going on in my heart when I am dusting my house, or bored out of my mind sitting with someone, doing these mundane things. All of life is mundane, unless you have eyes to see and a heart to believe.
I don't drink coffee--not a bit of it! But have enjoyed wandering your e-world.
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