Upon my return from the last of the trips to the airport, I find myself bible open, computer online, and tea in hand reflecting and reliving the last couple of days. I find myself needing to give honor and thanks where it is due…
(sigh) What a beautiful, beautiful weekend…
I don’t think I have ever been so overwhelmed, or so moved by the Body of Christ as I was this past weekend. There were moments I merely stood in awe, fighting back tears, just watching Christ’s family, my family, work together as a well oiled machine. I have been reminded how much we need each other and also how well we, the members of the body, compliment each other when we are working and serving in our gifts. Life is meant to be lived out together, in community. Over the last couple of days, I’ve seen life well lived.
Lately God has been revealing to me the beauty and importance of His church (Being the people of God, rather than the building where we meet.). Over the last couple of days, He has honed in on a specific event to concentrate His point.
This past Friday, my sister married her prince charming. It seemed as if every member of our church body was estatic. It didn’t seem to matter who you talked to, or when you talked to them, everyone was buzzing about how much they were looking forward to the wedding, and how they looked forward to watching their lives unfold together. It was if they were family. Everyone took ownership of the day, doing everything from building the wedding cake, to decorating the reception hall, to carting the sound system around town, to making all the flower arrangements, to making pounds and pounds of chip dip. People kept coming out of the woodwork left and right, offering their assistance, giving us their time, showing their support.
Living in community is all about doing life together. It’s all about supporting each other and helping each other grow. It’s about celebrating with one another when it’s time to celebrate, and it’s about helping clean them up when they mess up. It’s a system built on Love, trust and honor.
This weekend, I have laughed and cried (and laughed till I cried) and worshipped, and baked, and cleaned, and built, and read, and played soccer, and celebrated birthdays, and roasted marshmallows with the same group of people. People I know have my back if I need them, people I can talk to about anything. People who Love me and support me, People who help me celebrate, and people who have helped clean me up when I have messed up. It is times like this that help me appreciate the family God has placed in my life.
So, thank you to all who helped out this past week. Thank you to those who traveled and supported us with your time and energy, and thank you to those who just showed up and did whatever still needed to be done. Thank you displaying Love to my family and for helping paint a beautiful portrait of Christ’s gospel.
Thank you Lord for creating us to need each other. Thank you for placing us in community. Thank you for those You have put into my life.
In this way we are like the various parts of a human body. Each part gets its meaning from the body as a whole, not the other way around. The body we’re talking about is Christ’s body of chosen people. Each of us finds our meaning and function as a part of his body. But as a chopped-off finger or cut-off toe we wouldn’t amount to much, would we? So since we find ourselves fashioned into all these excellently formed and marvelously functioning parts in Christ’s body, let’s just go ahead and be what we were made to be, without enviously or pridefully comparing ourselves with each other, or trying to be something we aren’t. Romans 12:4-6