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“The body is a unit, though it is made up of many parts; and though all
its parts are many, they form one body. So it is with Christ.” –1 Corinthians
12:12
I’m a
bit of a science nerd. (I’m a bit of a nerd period, but that’s another story.)
Up until tenth grade—when science classes became chemistry classes and
seventy-five percent of what I learned in those classes was math—I loved
science. When I was a girl, I spent hours poring over kid-friendly books about
space, the natural world, and especially the human body.
Through
reading those books, I learned a slew of interesting facts about the incredible
organism we call the human body. Well-known things, like the fact hair is made
from dead cells; obscure things, like the fact that fingernails grow at roughly
the rate of continental drift (don’t ask me why I remember that one because I
couldn’t tell you)—all of these facts managed to stick in my brain, and they
are just as fascinating to me today as they were on the day I learned them. But
the main lesson I learned was this: The human body is far more complex than
even modern scientists realize; and the more we learn about it, the more
complex it becomes.
Somehow,
I managed to forget that when I heard that the Church is the body of Christ. My
first thought was probably the same as everyone else’s: “Oh, that’s nice. Paul
means everyone in the Church needs to work together. No eyeballs saying ‘Hasta
la vista!’ to feet, no feet telling the spleen to go away—we’re all in this
together.” And then I moved on.
But
the more I thought about the Church, the more facts about the human body kept
popping into my head. And the more facts popped into my head, the more I
realized that the Church is and should be as complex as the human body.
Let’s
look at blood as an example. Many of us think of blood as a single substance,
an oozing red liquid that keeps us alive. But blood isn’t made up of one
substance; it’s made up of four primary components: red blood cells, white
blood cells, platelets, and plasma. Each of these components has a specific
function: red blood cells carry oxygen, white blood cells fight disease and
build immunity, platelets form clots when the skin is broken and thus prevent
blood loss, and plasma carries all three throughout the body at the speed of a
single heartbeat. Even that explanation is a vast oversimplification of the
many functions those components perform.
Now,
could God have made blood into one substance that performed all four functions
by itself? Of course. But I believe God made blood into four separate,
harmonious components for many reasons. One of those reasons is to provide his
people with a picture of how the Church is supposed to be: many separate,
different people all working for a common good.
Unfortunately,
this is not always the case.
When Feet and Hands
Attack
There are many things to
love about the Church. But it is also made up of flawed human beings, working
for the good of other flawed human beings, so mistakes are inevitable. One of
the mistakes many Christians make is to believe everyone in the Church is
called to serve God in the same way you are.
Please
don’t take my use of “you” as an accusation, because it’s not. I’ve been guilty
of this before, so when I use the word “you,” I mean to include everyone,
especially myself. I believe it is a trap that everyone succumbs to sooner or
later. The most common way we succumb to that trap is by thinking, usually
subconsciously, that our ministry is the only
ministry that can bring people to Christ.
Say,
for instance, that there is a young woman in her twenties and an older woman in
her fifties. The younger woman is called to be a missionary to India; the older
woman is called to serve the homeless at a local soup kitchen. In human body
terms, the younger woman is the feet of Jesus, and the older woman is the
hands.
Now,
both ministries are important—vitally so. Both have the potential to meet the
physical and spiritual needs of the lost, and both ministries are drastically
underserved. However, rather than recognizing this truth, the two women look
down on each other. The younger woman has a habit of telling the older woman
about the terrible human trafficking trade in India, and pointing out how much
those girls need to hear about Jesus. The older woman counters the younger
woman’s thinly veiled criticisms with her own: She tells the younger woman
about single mothers on the streets with no way of providing for their infants,
and adds that they need hope as well as food. Both of these women are
absolutely right—and both women are absolutely wrong.
Both
of these women are called to serve God with their strengths, and both women are
wholeheartedly devoted to God through their callings. But neither woman is
devoted to the other, and neither values the other’s ministry as much as she
values her own.
Now,
is a missionary called to perform acts of service? Of course—we all are.
Likewise, the one who serves the homeless is called to be a missionary to those
she serves—as we all are. But feet are not made to serve alone. (I wouldn’t
recommend trying to prove me wrong on this one. Technically, it is possible to serve the homeless with
your feet, but if you try it, you will have a long line of hungry, angry
homeless people demanding to know why you just used your dirty feet to ladle
perfectly good soup onto the floor.) And it is unfair to expect hands to
travel. (Again, they can, but that
doesn’t mean they should. Missionaries
who walk on their hands are unheard of for a reason.) Rather than the hands
expecting the feet to act like hands and vice versa, the hands and feet should
celebrate each other; for each is called to do what the other cannot.
How Do We Fix It?
The
answer is both easy and difficult: Stop expecting everyone else to serve Jesus
the same way you do. This answer is easy because it is simple. It is difficult
because it’s hard to judge others fairly when they don’t act the way we do. We
take pride in our ministries, and so we assume that those ministries are the
only ones that need volunteers. We take pride in our style of serving, and we
use that as our standard by which to judge others’ styles of serving.
Sometimes, we allow our jealousy to cloud our judgment, so we tell others to
stop doing something we wish we could do ourselves. Other times, we aren’t
jealous at all; we’re just a bit nearsighted.
We
need to start leaving the judgment to God. That doesn’t mean we should stop
confronting sin—that would be akin to the white blood cells in a body refusing
to fight disease—but when a brother or sister in Christ is fulfilling his or
her calling, we should celebrate the work they are doing, as well as the unique
stamp they place on their ministry. Does this mean that we should act purposely
bizarre to add “uniqueness” to the Church? No. Anything that takes the focus
off God and places it on us should be avoided, but neither should we seek to
snuff uniqueness out for fear that its mere existence will detract from the
gospel.
Choosing Complexity
As believers, we have a
choice. We can choose to embrace the complexity God has created in the Church,
or we can turn our backs on that complexity. The latter would be a terrible
mistake.
Think
back on the human body. God could have kept it simple. He could have made the
entire body a foot, or a hand, or a pair of lips; but he chose to make the
human body all three and so much more.
It is
the same way with the Church. God could have designed everyone in the Church to
serve the homeless. He could have called everyone to be a missionary to India.
He could have told every member of the Church to become a pastor, but he
didn’t. He designed people to be different, and he called those different
people to fulfill specific functions in his Church, in order that all people
might hear the gospel. It is a beautiful and complex system, made even more
beautiful when we embrace that complexity and work together in harmony.
If
you’re still not convinced, imagine what might happen if your fingers decided
they weren’t part of your body anymore. I rest my case.
“But God has combined the members of the body and has given greater
honor to the parts that lacked it, so that there should be no division in the
body, but that its parts should have equal concern for each other. If one part
suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honored, every part
rejoices with it.” –1 Corinthians 12:24-26
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