Just as a body, though one, has many parts, but
all its many parts form one body, so it is with Christ. For we were all
baptized by one Spirit so as to form one body—whether Jews or
Gentiles, slave or free—and we were all given the one Spirit to drink. Even so the body is not made up of one part but of many. (I
Corinthians 12:12-14)
For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is
the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior.
(Ephesians 5:23)
How cooperative is your body? I know people who have
Parkinson’s, whose hands shake. Other folks have had knees or hips replaced. I
had to have a toe reattached. Somehow, the joint that was supposed to keep toe
and foot together was damaged, and the ligaments and tendons stretched, so that
said toe crossed over the toe next to it. It seems to me to be a universal
truth that when some part of your body isn’t doing what it’s supposed to in the
way it’s supposed to do so, life can be a royal pain.
Scripture describes the Church as the body of
Christ. I wrote about this not long ago,
but I’m reading a book about the church,
so it’s appropriate to revisit the subject as I process what I’m hearing and
thinking.
The first passage tells us that it doesn’t matter
what our social status is. It doesn’t matter what culture we come from. It
doesn’t matter what color our skin is, or any of those other things listed in
yesterday’s post. Christians are all part of the body. Rejecting someone based
on anything other than their salvation is like having vital body part removed. The
vital part and the body from which it was taken are both likely to die. The same
reality works in the other direction. If we excise ourselves from the body, we
definitely die, and the body will suffer.
The second passage tells tell us that while we
are part of the body, we’re not the head. Christ is. That means we don’t get to
dictate to the body. Sometimes, the body’s cells decide to do something they
shouldn’t – and cancer is the result. That means that, whether we like it or
not, we need to associate with the body, and we need to act in that
association.
What that means is that we are not free to live
as we want within the Church. This is difficult for a lot of us, because if we
don’t like doing what they say in church 1, we can move on to church 2, 614, or
999999. But that’s not the way it should work. The Church can only function
properly if all the parts are doing what those parts are supposed to do. The
Head of the Church, who is Christ, is the one calling the shots.
As I noted yesterday, I’m also reading White
Fragility, and the most recent segment talks about feeling like we belong.
She notes that as a White person, we tend to feel as if we racially belong most
of the time. I had to chuckle about that because when I am in a church setting,
I feel that sense of belonging, and a decided sense of not belonging, all the
time. I can and do feel a sense of belonging no matter what the members of the congregation
look like, even if they play music too loud, or dance, or speak in tongues.
At the same time, I feel a sense of not belonging
that is partly the result of being a split year resident. I attend one church
for 6 months, and another for the other 6 months. Just about the time I start
feeling “at home” I switch. I like the switch for some reasons, but it
interferes with my sense of belonging. I also feel a lack of belonging because
I perceive myself as different and unacceptable and tend to project that rejection
on others. I am the unacceptable one, therefore, I must protect myself by not
accepting you.
In order to be the Church, we all have to find
ways to become more and more part of the Church – which means dying to
ourselves. It means paying a price of some sort. There’s a lot of work to do. Our feeling that we don’t belong is not
something someone else can change for us. It’s something we have to figure out
how to do for ourselves.
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