The Dignity of All Work

I once had a principal who liked to tell what he believed to be an inspiring story.  His junior high school was right across from a textile mill.  Once, when he was not performing up to expectations, his teacher made him look out the window at the mill and said, "If you don't get good grades, you'll have to spend your life working at the mill." He then, apparently, put his all into his studies so he wouldn't have to livet hat life.  Every time he told this story, I cringed (and not just because my grandmother and brother both worked in textiles) because he was taking dignity from one kind of work in order to inspire another kind.  I didn't have the kind of relationship with him where I could go to him and say, "You should be glad there are people who don't think their above working in textile mills or you would be naked right now," but I always wanted to.

Across the country, the school year is winding down.  Students are graduating from high school, and they are taking a wide variety of paths.  Some students are excitedly celebrating their acceptances to four year universities and already have plans for post-graduate degrees.  Others are nervously waitlisted or accepted on a deferred basis.  Some are going to community college while they take general ed classes and figure out what they want to major in.  Some will get vocational training in a technical school.  Some will begin entry level jobs and work their way up.  Some will wait tables. Some will design the next big video game. 

And some will work in textile mills.

Every kid's path is different.

Let me put it another way for those who need to hear it differently.

Every path is valid; yours is not superior.

The society in which we live is inanely interdependent, and we need people to do all of the jobs.  If your garbage isn't picked up one week, that's inconvenient, but if it isn't picked up for two month, that's horrifying.  Be grateful for your trash collector.  You have a coffee addiction?  It's a good thing there are people who don't see service jobs in coffee shops as something to be sneered at, or you would have to figure out how to do it for yourself.  When you need your air conditioning repaired on a 95 degree day, your son't degree in accounting or contract law won't do you much good, so you are going to shell out good money to someone with skills you don't have.

Let's not forget that college for most is a relatively new thing.  Just one hundred years ago, going to college after high school was the exception, not the rule.  Neither of the Wright brothers graduated high school.  Frederick Douglas wasn't allowed an education.  Yet, those people managed to have great influence through their work. Some of our founding fathers attended college, but not all of them did. Going back farther, Jesus was a carpenter, and Adam and Eve were farmers.  

Let me be clear.  I am not against against people pursuing degrees.  I did.  If what you want to do requires a degree or two or five, I'm all for it. I hope your school prepared you well for that choice.  After all, I don't want a doctor or lawyer or engineer who is "self taught."  I'm saying that it is not the right choice for everyone.

We need all jobs. Not everyone needs to go into debt to get one.

It's an unappreciated truth that some paths are not linear.  You may do one thing for a few years and then make a different choice.  It's always been the case that few people do the thing they majored in for their entire career, and that is becoming increasingly rare in recent years.  Sometimes, interests change.  Other times, market forces and government whims force change.  Injuries, the birth of kids, divorce, aging parents who need care, and a million other things can spark big change.  The idea that a high school senior has their whole life planned out when they graduate is fiction.  When I was in college, I worked as a janitor in an arena and in child care. I was a teacher for 25 years, but between two schools, I worked at a mortgage company.  Now, I work at the YMCA.  All of these jobs helped shape who I am, and the lessons I learned in each of those jobs were carried with me into the next one, making me a better employee and more interesting person.

In 2018, pictures of Geoffrey Owens, who had played Eldin on the Cosby Show, went viral.  Why?  He was bagging groceries at Trader Joe's.  Acting isn't always consistent income, sometimes including long time periods between gigs; so he was making ends meet by working at the grocery chain.  The same people who criticize so called "Hollywood elites" for being out of touch went online and mocked him for doing work they considered beneath themselves.  He praised Trader Joe's as a great place to work and said, "I'm not ashamed of working at the grocery store. No job is better than any other.  Every job is worthwhile and valuable."

What is important is that you do something that is honest, fulfilling for you, and contributes to society in some way. You are meant to honor God with whatever He has put in front of you to do each day, whether that is brain surgery or car repair. Whatever God has given you to do, use it to glorify him and serve others.  The reformer Martin Luther is credited as saying, "A dairy maid can milk cows to the glory of God."  He said that she is "glorifying God just as much as a preacher in a pulpit preaching a sermon."  Civil rights activist Martin Luther King, Jr. described all work as significant, saying, "All labor that uplifts humanity has dignity and importance and should be undertaken with painstaking excellence."

After communion each week, my congregation prays the same prayer.  It says, in part, "And now, send us out to do the work you have given us to do."  If we do that, our work has value, dignity, and importance, no matter what it is.

Congratulations to the class of 2025.  Whatever you have chosen to do next, and wherever your path may lead you, do it well.  Use it to glorify God, and serve others.

You Aren't Born With Your Passion - Part 1

If you had asked me at this time in my junior year what I wanted to do with my life, I would not have had an answer.  It wasn't that I had no interests; I had many interests.  I had too many interests and didn't know what I wanted to do with them.  When it came to choosing a career or college major, I felt like God had lost my phone number.  If you are a high school student being told to "follow your passion" but don't know what it is yet, this post and the next one are for you.

Let me back up to elementary school.  If you had asked me in third grade what I wanted to be when I grew up, it would have looked something like this:

Yep, that was my plan.  I was going to have a husband and three kids.  I was also going to pilot the space shuttle.  For those of you that say, "Yeah, everybody wanted to be an astronaut," notice that I didn't say that.  My goals were very specific; I was going to pilot the space shuttle.  I had a plan for this.  In fourth grade, I somehow got my hands on an application to the air force academy.  I had it completely filled out (you have to imagine the fourth grader handwriting to fully appreciate this).  I had people lined up to write me recommendation letters and was getting advice on how to have a congressperson provide me with an appointment.  I carried around pictures of the shuttle next to my pictures of Michael J. Fox and had photos of the moon in my notebooks.  This was going to happen.  Until . . .

Have you ever looked up the requirements for astronauts?  If you do so today, you can be 6'3" regardless of gender, but in the 80's, a female astronaut couldn't be taller than 5'8" tall.  I passed that height in fifth grade and kept growing until I reached 5'11" at the age of fifteen.  I was not going to pilot the space shuttle.  Well-meaning people who were honestly trying to be helpful told me some very stupid things.  Among them, I would be so good that NASA would change the rules for me (seriously?).

The most dangerous thing that several people told this disappointed fifth grader was that God wouldn't have let me want it so much if it wasn't His plan for me.  I had read enough of the Bible at that point to know that was garbage.  As an adult, let me just say that not matter how well meaning you are - This. Is. Heresy.  The advice to follow one's heart is ridiculous when put up next scriptures that tell us the heart is desperately wicked.  The idea that God won't let you want things He doesn't want for you flies in the face of Paul asking to have his thorn in the flesh removed.  Don't say this to children; don't say it to anyone.

So, I was a little aimless for a while.  As I mentioned earlier, I had many interests.  I loved animals, theater, science, music, television, church activities, and books.  I played the piano, the clarinet, and the handbells.  I participated in school plays and babysat and volunteered for the NC Right to Life.  There wasn't a lack of interest; there was a lack of focus.  I was interested in everything (except sports - I never could seem to get psyched about that).  I considered all kinds of careers.  If I had become everything I considered during this time, it would have looked like this:

Yes, I would have been a writing, photograph taking, elementary school teaching, pharmaceutical, veterinarian, physical therapist.  And, oh yeah, I still wanted to have a husband and three kids.  

I was a little lost, not knowing what I wanted to do or what God wanted me to do.  I remained in that wandering state until my senior year, but remember the line from JJ Tolkien's poem, "All That is Gold Does Not Glitter."  He reminds us that "not all those who wander are lost."  

More on this in my next post.