Since this is my first column, it occurs to me that some might be
asking, “Who’s this?” Seems a reasonable question and even Biblical as we
are encouraged to “test the spirits.” Sadly, however, I fear that in our
modern way of thinking, “testing” people has come to mean putting their
resumes up for scrutiny. Did he go to the right seminary? Has she written
an armload of books? What kinds of numbers does he draw on Sunday? We
most especially use this method for finding God’s person for our church
leadership positions. We have come to assume that God wouldn’t think of
sending us someone without the right credentials.
If you are looking for these kinds of vindications to know of what
“spirit” I am, you will be sadly disappointed. Like Gideon, it’s easier
to point out how I am from among the smallest and the weakest. I
graduated from a high school in a city in West Virginia of which most
have never heard. (Actually, most Americans can’t name more than one or
two cities in West Virginia as it is as one author put it, “one of the
last great American frontiers.”) I graduated from a college even further
back in the mountains, a school of less than 1,000 students which taught
religion and philosophy classes, which I took in the Liberal Arts
tradition, but I wasn’t a religion/philosophy major. I’m actually a
creative writing major who has penned thousands of essays and dramas and
articles, most of which have never been published or were
published/produced in venues that you probably wouldn‘t know. Mostly our
family, my husband, daughter and myself, has been in small towns and
small churches where we have contributed as the Lord has led, and we
honestly haven’t minded any of that.
So by what right or authority would I speak to you? The same authority
that sent a fruit grower to Judah. The same authority that called a
former tax collector to write a gospel. The same authority that chooses
to use “the small things” to teach those who believe themselves to be
wise. I speak based upon what I have learned from God. This is the only
authority by which any of us should desire to accomplish anything. It is
also the hope of the gospel, that I don’t have to achieve the status of
“somebody” in order to do something really great, because really great
things aren’t done by me in the first place. They are done by God through
me.
You know, even if I had lots of degrees and honors and a roll call of
distinctions, there would still be only one right by which I could hope
to speak with authority and clarity and instruction and encouragement and
by a right Spirit. May each one of us take this thought from a popular
Christian song to heart, “Who Am I? I am [His].” It’s the only credential
worth mentioning.