Sunday, July 11, 2010

The Body of Christ

My dear husband, who only thinks in black and white, spends his days (and every waking moment) as a mechanical engineer. With him, opinions and actions belong either in the “right” column or the “wrong,” and must be supported by pie charts and diagrams! After 21 years of marriage, MY BRAIN STILL DOESN’T WORK THAT WAY!

He was born with a trumpet in his hands, an already well-defined embouchure and valve oil coercing through his veins. With our children’s first steps, he had them marching around the house just as he did in his drum corps days (minus the diaper and footie pajamas), and he’s been known to wake them not with a sweet good-morning song, but with a boisterous round of reveille blasted from the bottom of the stairs.

I, on the other hand, tolerate a little more “gray area” to life’s situations smoothing out the wrinkles of the day in order to maintain peace and tranquility. And when the early-morning trumpeting begins, I and my coffee cup escape out the back door to the garden where the only “trumpeting” is that of the wild finches. I move about the morning at a sloth-like pace seeking out that comfortable place in which to quietly savor the calm, serene, awe-inspiring moments of life. Aahhhh…..

What a combination we make!

I have found the same differences lie within the body of Christ. It’s no accident we’re comprised of such a mosaic of personalities, gifts and characteristics; each offering what is uniquely ours to give. Together, we balance each other out; the hospitable with the recluse. The enthusiast with the reserved, but ALL to the glory of God!

4There are different kinds of gifts, but the same Spirit. 5There are different kinds of service, but the same Lord. 6There are different kinds of working, but the same God works all of them in all men. (1 Corinthians 12:4-6 NIV)

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