It started in seminary, this dislike of the word “prophetic,” but it has lasted a lot longer than I expected. I went through the discernment process in the shadow of two world altering events: 9/11 and the election of Gene Robinson as Bishop of New Hampshire. Both events had their impact on my call as strong external forces. For what now feels like a fleeting moment, in the days following 9/11 America stood united. We were in some ways united in two directions. We were united inwardly as we sought to heal a tear in the very fabric of our culture, the assumption that we were safe from foreign foes was lost forever. We were also united outwardly as we came to realize that adherents to an extremist form of Islam were to blame for the tragedy. Over time, however, we began to keep back toward division as our nation’s leaders tried to figure out how to respond. Some argued that in the interest of national security, we had to find the leadership network of Al Qaeda and crush it. Others argued that we had to follow the example of Jesus and turn the other cheek. It was the classic just war vs. pacifist debate played out in real life. Both sides had compelling reasons, and both were claiming that God was on their side. I first heard the call to ordained ministry on late February 2002, five months after 9/11. Certainly the way the world had changed in those five months were a part of my realizing this call.
On June 7, 2003, V. Gene Robinson, an openly gay priest in the Diocese of New Hampshire, was elected Bishop Coadjutor. His election was ratified at the 2003 General Convention in Minneapolis, MN. Convention ended on August 10th that year, and I recall my meeting with the Vestry of St. Thomas’ Episcopal Church being scheduled for that night. What was once a meeting to discuss the validity of my call to ordained ministry was now the special meeting of the vestry in response to the confirmation of the election of Gene Robinson as Bishop of New Hampshire. The divisions were easily seen. One side argued a prophetic calling toward justice. The other, a prophetic calling toward restraint. Both sides were certain that God was with them.
I grew to hate the word prophetic during this time because two prophets saying the opposite thing is no fun. We tend to run to that word, prophetic, when we want to win an argument, but the thing is, we don’t get to say who speaks for God, only God gets to do that. To paraphrase what Moses told the people of Israel in Sunday’s Deuteronomy lesson, “you best be careful with that word.”
“I will raise up for them a prophet like you from among their own people; I will put my words in the mouth of the prophet, who shall speak to them everything that I command. Anyone who does not heed the words that the prophet shall speak in my name, I myself will hold accountable. But any prophet who speaks in the name of other gods, or who presumes to speak in my name a word that I have not commanded the prophet to speak– that prophet shall die”
I don’t think we need to stop calling the world to justice and peace. I don’t think we need to stop calling the world to holiness of life. I do think we need to be careful about claiming a prophetic voice every time we do it. Prophet is not a title that I desire. Being a prophet is really difficult and is only possible with God’s constant support. Speaking a prophetic word is a sacred and powerful thing, which I’m afraid we take too lightly these days. So let’s listen for the voice of God, let’s speak of the Kingdom of Heaven, but let’s let God call the prophets.