To be honest, I am not even sure I have defined it well, but definitions are usually less helpful than illustrations. So, here is today's story of imputation...
I am a newly ordained priest who for the first time is living his vocation as opposed to preparing for it. Now that I am here, I am terrified that I will not be a good priest. Terrified because I have invested so much in this. Terrified because I truly believe it to be my call. Terrified because it is the only thing that makes sense to me to do with my life...what if I can't cut it?
Today, I received a letter from a woman who has visited our church a few times. The letter was written to tell me I would be a wonderful priest, that she knew I became a priest for all the right reasons. I cannot describe in words the encouragement that she offered me through such a simple gesture. Anxiousness fell away, fear dissipated, and I am left with love and joy.
I didn't do anything to illicit such a response. She has little evidence of me being any good at this. There are many people better suited to make such a judgment and many of them may disagree with her conclusion, but she told me I would be a wonderful priest and it doesn't even matter if empirically speaking she is right, because it makes me so.
I may not be able to define imputation well, but I can say that this letter has made me a better priest than four years of seminary combined.
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