Wandering off the path today… or am I?
It was 39 years ago today that I was ordained to the ministry of Word and Sacrament by the Susquehanna Valley Presbytery of the former United Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. (UPUSA). June 29, 1969. The service took place at my home church: Union Presbyterian Church, Endicott, New York. It was, as I have mentioned previously, the church where my parents had been married, where I was baptized and confirmed, and where in ninth grade I first thought about being a minister. I chose a Presbyterian college, then a Presbyterian seminary, and after surprising my Presbytery by passing the ordination exams on the first try, I was OK’d for the “live” examination by members of Presbytery.
The only question that came from the floor of the presbytery concerned how I would use my knowledge of the original Biblical languages of Hebrew and Greek in the radio ministry I was heading toward. I got off easy.
My ministry in radio had begun while I was a seminary student in Richmond, and the “rock and religion” show (“Showcase” which would soon become “Celebration Rock”) was in its second year. There was enough potential for expanded media ministry in Virginia that the Presbyteries of Susquehanna Valley and Hanover (in Virginia) agreed that my call as a media ministry specialist was appropriate for ordination. [An historical note: Susquehanna Valley was in the UPUSA, and Hanover Presbytery was a southern cousin, in the Presbyterian Church U.S. (PCUS). I had been nurtured in one as a child, but theologically educated in the other. And it was in Richmond that I would be serving the church.]
In some ways, the service was the same as any other ordination service in those denominations. The church gathered for worship, with friends, family, and congregation members joined by a commission from the ordaining body, the Susquehanna Valley Presbytery. We sang hymns, heard the Word read and preached, and said our prayers. As is the case in most ordination services of any stripe, there was the moving ritual of “the laying on of hands,” when all who had been ordained to an office within the “holy, catholic, and apostolic church” (ministers, elders, deacons, any other visiting clergy of any denomination) gather around the person to be ordained and place their hands on that person as a special prayer is spoken. Among those at the service were my parents, my five younger brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, high school friends, and a couple of college and seminary friends who had made the trip to Endicott. My pastor, the Rev. Gerald Hertzog was there, of course, and the preacher for the afternoon was the Rev. Sheldon Siebel, whom I first met when he was a counselor at church camp.
There were two things that were rather unusual, as I look back. First, there was a “condition” set by the ordaining Presbytery. And there was the “title” I was given, an unusual, perhaps even unique, designation. The condition was one I could live with, though I really didn’t have a choice. Susquehanna Valley was glad to ordain me, but with the understanding that I would leave its jurisdiction and the denomination ASAP. That sounds strange, but the fact was that I would be, in church terminology, “laboring outside the bounds” of the presbytery, way down there in the South, and it was fitting that I should be a member of the southern denomination. So, within a couple of months of ordination, I was examined again by the southern church, passed, and welcomed into Hanover Presbytery where I “labored” until the two denominations united in 1983, forming (for the time being apparently) the Presbyterian Church (USA).
As for my title, since I wasn’t called to pastoral work, or to chaplaincy, or teaching… what was I to be ordained as? Evangelist was one option. But somewhere along the line, someone suggested “Minister of Electronic Media.” So, there it was, written into the ordination service. As far as I know, I am the only person to be ordained with that title, anywhere. By the way, the designation didn’t limit my ministry in any way, ecclesiastically or practically. I had the same standing as any other minister in the denomination. And when I eventually left media ministry for a pastorate in Vermont, I needed no re-programming!
To be ordained is to be set apart, answering what is perceived to be a divine call to use one’s spiritual gifts in loving service to God and God’s children. Certainly every Christian has gifts of the Spirit, and every Christian is called to use those gifts. It’s the “set apart” thing that helps define full time ministry as a profession of servant leadership. My call was to proclamation of the Gospel, albeit through new media. Radio, television, video production, and other electronic media were my tools.
And June 29, 1969 was the day call, gifts, opportunity, and church all came together for me. This morning, I went back to my home church for worship, to mark the day, and to thank God for trusting me with ministry.