I decided I wanted to go into radio my senior year of high school, and I believed pretty strongly that it was an incredibly important job for about two months before I met a guy who put my calling to shame. We were chatting at youth group about what we wanted to do with our lives, and I proudly told him I was going to be a Christian rock DJ. Before the awesomeness of this vocation could fully wash over him, he told me that he wanted to be a medical missionary to some remote island where the United States wouldn’t send doctors because it was too dangerous to land planes there. Or something like that. All I know is I heard medical missionary and instantly started to feel insignificant. I know that Christian radio touches a lot of hearts and lives, but this guy wanted to go mend broken bodies and save lost souls. All I wanted to do was listen to rock music and preach to the choir.
I’ve been reading through Ephesians recently, and I came across a verse the other day that reminded me both of this conversation and of the realization that showed me it was okay to stay in the states and talk on Christian radio while other people were out doing more important things:
The call to missions is no more important than any other calling.
First, I want to be clear that by no means am I trying to put missionaries down. I believe what they do is vital to the church, but I think sometimes people have a tendency to rank the various callings Christians have. It’s like what you do with your life is indicative of how good a Christian you are. If you’re a missionary, you’re at the top of the totem pole. Pastors are just a step down, and then teachers after that. Christian authors are also pretty close to the top. The totem pole continues down, and it gets to a point where those of us who aren’t medical missionaries or well-educated pastors start to feel a little insignificant.
That’s where this verse in Ephesians comes in:
It was he who gave some to be apostles, some to be prophets, some to be evangelists, and some to be pastors and teachers, to prepare God’s people for works of service, so that the body of Christ may be built up.
My favorite word in this verse is some. God doesn’t call everyone to do the exact same thing with his life. God’s plan for this world is too big to be accomplished by a million clones doing the exact same thing. Yes, we need missionaries, but we also need pastors, businessmen, entertainers, and janitors. We might even need rock and roll DJ’s.
Do you think there’s an unfair hierarchy of Christian callings? How do you think the ranking goes?