Your Certificate of Vocation May 8, 2012Posted by Phil Groom in Christianity, Church, Life, Theological Reflection.
Tags: A Life Surrendered to God, BBC Radio 4, BBC Sunday Worship, Christian Ministry, Christian Service, Christianity, Martyn Percy, Vocation, Vocation Sunday
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As heard on BBC Radio 4, Sunday Worship for Vocations Sunday, 29th April 2012, from Ripon College, Cuddesdon: Called Together (transcript differs slightly from the broadcast programme, but captures the essence).
Feeling the Call October 1, 2010Posted by Phil Groom in Christianity, Watching and Waiting.
Tags: Anglicanism, Christianity, Church of England, Insane ramblings of a deranged Christian, Ordination, Vicar, Vocation
A FRIEND told me she thinks she may be feeling the call to Anglican ministry. Being the bravehearted type, she asked me what I thought she should write to her vicar about it. Always ready to help a friend in need, I suggested:
I think God has finally lost the plot and I’m hoping you’ll agree.
You see, I think God may be calling me to Anglican ministry. I mean, how bloody stupid is that? WTF does God think she’s doing, calling ME?? Is she bonkers? I know she called you but that was when she’d overdosed on coffee or something, wasn’t it?
So can you do me a favour, please, and pray about this until SHE CHANGES HER FRIGGIN’ MIND!! I know God changes her mind sometimes coz she changed her mind about destroying Nineveh, and asking me to be a vicar, well don’t you think that’s a bit worse than destroying Nineveh? Wouldn’t it make more sense to get swallowed by a FREAKIN’ WHALE than to become a vicar?
Lots of love,
Your No. 1 fan,
My theory is simple: the best test of a vocation is to run away from it. If you end up getting swallowed by a whale and puked up on a beach not far from where you were running away from, you can be 99% certain God was calling you. OK, so you end up with seaweed in your hair, you stink of rotting fish and your skin’s maybe a bit rough from the stomach acid, but that just adds to the authenticity when you get there. I mean, if you’re going to preach hellfire & damnation, you might as well look the part, and that’s what vicaring’s all about, isn’t it? Why else do they all wear those fancy frocks if it’s not to hide the whale stains and holes in their socks?
But for some reason she didn’t send it. Can’t work out why. What do you reckon?
PS: If you’re feeling called by God and would rather avoid the being-swallowed-by-a-whale-and-puked-up-on-a-beach routine, these sermons might help you find your way…