You see, I had packed the robe. And I was most assuredly wearing the stole. But the robe was an additional layer of formality, of tradition, of authority... that I wasn't quite sure I wanted to assume at the time.
This was the inner dialogue I was having about ten minutes before the wedding - which ended when a family member said he was having a hard time wrapping his head around the fact that I was one of the college friends and yet also had authority to do the wedding... I put on the robe. The authority and not the college student was the only image left to put out there... which of course also meant that when the ceremony was finished and the robe got put away, I felt more than comfortable dancing to "Love Shack" with everyone else.
You know how lawyers in England still wear fancy wigs when they are doing their official business in the courtroom? It's a trapping of tradition and old sentimentality... and yet it also marks what they are doing as important. It sets that part of their life aside as distinct from the rest of their work and play.
I know that I allow myself to become something more... something different when that stole is draped over my shoulders. I read scripture in a different way. I preach and the words become more than what they were an hour before as I was practicing them at home.
Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity. Colossians 3:12-14Putting on the stole and the robe are ways of taking on God's authority, of literally wearing a symbol of compassion and gentleness. It is a uniform, as much as a police officer's uniform is... it conveys my role and my task in that place.
Does a police officer stop being a police officer when the uniform is gone? Or a surgeon when she takes off the scrubs? Or a lawyer when the suit is hanging up in the closet? Yes and no... sometimes we simply put on other hats and become wives and dads and little league coaches instead. But I think that deep down, once we put on a vocation - a persona - we can't really take it off.
Once I have put on this authority that Christ gave me, once I have put on kindness and patience and forgiveness - they aren't really things that I can take off again. Once I have put on love... it is there to stay. Perhaps it is just easier for others to see with the robe on.