I want to rant but I’m not sure who to send this complaint to. So the world wide information highway will have to do. I think I’m mainly ranting at myself but if you’ve ever had thoughts like this then I’m ranting at YOU. Got that? Good.
I’m a little frustrated at the low opinion lots of people seem to have about administration.
I even want to apologise for mentioning that word for fear I will have sent half of you to sleep. I’ve heard it laughed about in so many circles, in the Christian ones I mingle in it’s sometimes shrugged off as ‘I haven’t got the gift of administration…’, I’ve heard that used so many times as an excuse for laziness and disorganisation. As if God never made order out of chaos, yes people, he was administering the universe into being when he made it.
I don’t like the way that jobs are generally sliced up between doing admin and then the more glamorous hanging out with actual people and doing real things. Lots of admin jobs are paid less, are seen as the first rung in the ladder up to real success and are seen as the thing to escape from. eg: “Oh you’re still doing an admin job?” I’m frustrated with the view that says there are two kinds of people, admin ones and people people, the view which says I’ll be frustrated if I sit behind a desk 3 days a week because I’ll want to be out doing ‘real’ work with people.
I’m most of all frustrated with myself for buying into this way of thinking. I’m pretty good at organisation, I like ordering things, I could organise the proverbial party in a place that makes beer, but guess what, I’m also good with people, I love walking with others through life, I love seeing if people are ok, I love deep chats and am pretty good at helping others along this journey. Good administration requires excellent people skills, good people work requires good organisational and administration skills (otherwise you’d never meet up with anyone to actually care for them). I’m ranting mostly at myself because 3 years in an admin job feels like failure. But why? I feel like I’ve failed to use my people skills, feel like I’m destined to sort out spreadsheets forever and I believe the big fat lie that there is no dignity in this work, that there is no reality in this kind of work.
I’m tired of thinking these things, I want it to be ok to have a job at a desk organising stuff in a helpful manner and I don’t want to be labelled as not good with people as a result or sad because I think I’ve missed my real calling in life.
Oh how often I buy into the stupid lie that a job title defines who I am, makes me worth something and tells everyone about myself. The value of a life isn’t tied into the job we do, let me repeat that loudly and clearly. The value of my life and yours isn’t reflected in our job title, lack of job or job that we’re frustrated in.
We are human beings beautifully created in the image of our Maker, widely creative, joyously diverse, wonderfully intricate and each moment in life is laden with opportunities to reflect that or not. Our personalities are wider than our job description and we can use our gifts, skills and abilities in the whole of life, if they aren’t being used in a job that doesn’t make them redundant. Someone please tell me this over and over and over again until the glorious freedom of it sinks in.