What We Love Matters

We want our loves and our losses to mean something.

Much of the literary world blinked uncomprehendingly when the Nobel Committee first announced the winner of the 2016 prize for literature. Bob Dylan. Yes, that Bob Dylan. The folk singer. The rock star. The counter-culture hippie poet with a marginal singing voice. In some circles that stunned silence morphed into contempt and even outrage. 

Placing Dylan on a list that includes the likes of Doris Lessing, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Toni Morrison, and Saul Bellow was more than preposterous. It was insulting. The prestige of the Nobel Prize for Literature would be forever diminished.

14A156F4-85E5-433F-AE60-AD3F4B755F14By contrast, Dylan’s Nobel honor put a smile on my face. I’m a Dylan fan. Especially early Dylan. “Blowin’ in the Wind” and “The Times They Are a-Changin’” appealed to me when I was younger and, I think, speak truth to us now.

My problem with Dylan came in 1979. That’s when he started a three-year period as a born-again Evangelical Christian. The quality of his music declined over that period. But what really stuck in my craw was the preachy, hellfire-and-brimstone posture he took on stage. 

Nevertheless, he produced one hit in which even atheists like Christopher Hitchens hear an enduring spiritual truth. It’s called “Gotta Serve Somebody.” Here’s an excerpt:

You may be a businessman or some high degree thief,

They may call you doctor or they may call you chief,

But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

You may be a construction worker working on a home,

You may be living in a mansion or might live in a dome

But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

Jesus’s teachings inspired these lyrics. But they could just as easily have come from the Hebrew Scriptures with which the young Jewish boy Robert Zimmerman—now Bob Dylan—would have been familiar. 

In his farewell speech to the tribes of Israel, Moses’s successor Joshua said this:

Now if you are unwilling to serve the Lord, choose this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served in the region beyond the River or the gods of the Amorites in whose land you are living.” (Joshua 24:15)

To put it simply, you’re gonna have to serve somebody. Our actions embody a deep commitment, a devotion, to something or to someone. Whether we realize it or not, whether we name it this way or not, something or someone becomes our god.

By “god” here I’m referring to whatever it is that individuals and communities believe will give their lives meaning. Whatever will make their lives matter, make their lives significant. Even if we make no conscious decision on the matter, our habitual actions—the patterns of our lives—betray what god we are worshipping. Reveal what we entrust our very being to.

B20E182D-982E-42BA-93BC-8F9A34ECFE65Some people chase celebrity. Others pursue wealth or power or social status or just more stuff. They may neglect their families or their health or their integrity to get applause or to exercise control or to accumulate possessions.

We can so devote ourselves to power, prestige, and possessions that they function as our gods. Pursuit of them shapes how we act, the relationships we form, the values we inhabit, how we think about ourselves, and how we treat other people. This is what Richard Rohr calls serving three P’s. The Bible refers to small “g” gods as idols.

But here’s the catch. We’re gonna have to serve somebody, but we can end up serving somebody who isn’t worth serving. These small “g” gods offer what they cannot deliver. They offer to satisfy our deepest longings. Those longings are for the infinite and the eternal. 

We don’t want our lives to matter for a mere fifteen minutes and then be forgotten in the fog of history. We want our loves and our losses, our struggles and our victories to have meant something—to mean something—forever. 

Applause fades. You can’t take your stock portfolio with you beyond the grave. Every athletic record gets broken. Every president, world champion, and Nobel Laureate is replaced by the next one.

There is only one capital “G” God who delivers on the promise to make life infinitely and eternally significant. The God who made us in order to love us. The God who loves us so that we can share that love with one another. To serve this God is to commit ourselves to loving what that God loves how that God loves it. And that God loves the entire creation.

At the dedication of the first Temple, King Solomon said as much. “O Lord, God of Israel, there is no God like you in heaven above or on earth beneath, keeping covenant and steadfast love for your servants who walk before you with all their heart.” (1Kings 8:23).

We’re all gonna serve somebody. The patterns of our lives will reveal who or what that is. We serve the God of Abraham and Sarah, Isaac and Rebecca, Jacob, Leah, and Rachel. We serve the God of Jesus when we make the pattern of our lives the way of love.


  1. Wow! Bob Dylan and this song came into my mind as I began reflecting on the passages for this weekend! I am with you, Jake, the early lyrics are definitely appropriate for today…


      1. I grew up in Minnesota and went to Seminary in Minneapolis. Knew a bartender in the University of Minnesota area who kicked this kid off of the entry to the bar… a kid with a mediocre voice named Bobby Zimmerman! Wonder what he thought when Dylan received the Nobel… I knew him when 😉


  2. At St. Andrew’s service today, Marybeth, our lay minister read this at Morning Prayer, as we often do. I often see our congregation Serving in so many ways they are unaware of – ways that keep our Mission church going strong. The AC was at 80 (and needs to be replaced) so Gene worked on that. A brand new Bible Study group led by Cindy had 10 sharing conversation on John. Sally moved the coffee to the other room so we could reach it. EYCers Lexie, Tanner, and Owen, managed snacks after the service. Alex and Earl planned who would cook what for Pancakes and Pajamas next Sunday. Elementary kids, Allie and Carson, served at the altar. In our own small way, I see this as Serving the way Jesus taught.


  3. From a totally unbelieving point of view , everybody has to choose their own poison i.e. addiction ( such as ethnicity , fashion , drugs and alcohol , economic status , gossip etc . . ) .But believers chose their ” poison ” to be christianity . So what you love definitely MATTERS and influences what kind of life you live . Nice essay ! And of course the reference to Bob Dylan too

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  4. Excellent post, Sir. I read your About first, as is my habit–it seems we have some things in common: I grew up in the Episcopal Church, and I have roots in Louisiana (half-Cajun). My journey with Jesus has been long and plagued by my own ignorance and rebellion–until 7 years ago–proving HE saves the best for last. I may serve HIM imperfectly, but HE’s the only one I’d choose to serve; I can’t imagine an ordinary, or extraordinary, day that I wouldn’t want HIM to be present in the center. God bless you abundantly.


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