In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. Our life is a long and arduous quest after Truth. -Mahatma Gandhi

Monday, December 5, 2011

Appendicitis

This weekend my family had quite the scare when my sister had to get emergency surgery to get her appendix removed. I spent the night with her in the hospital and just kept thinking how I couldnt understand how such a useless part of the body could do so much harm. The appendix does nothing. Doctors have long debated what it does, or what it really is. The only thing they do agree on is that it does nothing now.

I began to think how the body of christ (the church) works, and I realized one thing: many churches have appendixes. These are people who don't do anything, and on top of that don't know what they were created for or are confused about their purpose. The thing many people don't know about appendicits is that if not treated, it can burst. If it bursts, you are in big danger. The infection turns the appendix into a poison for the rest of the organs that it comes in contact with, and if one doesn't get to the ER on time one could die.

Don't be an appendix. I refuse to be something that's useless, jusr taking up space. I refuse to let myself become so contaminated that I become poisonous to the body I belong to.

1 corinthians 12: 1-11 is titled unity through diversity. My favorite verses are 4-7:

There are diversities of gifts, but the same Spirit. There are differences of ministries, but the same Lord. And there are diversities of activities, but it is the same God who works all in all. But the manifestation of the Spirit is given to each one for the profit of all:

I DON'T HAVE TO BE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE. I just have to be who God created me to be in the grace He has given me. If I never would have found out my purpose, the reason of my existence, then I would be no different than an appendix. If I never would have started to walk in the gifts God gave me, then I would have became poisonous in my bitterness, in my unhappiness, in my unworthyness.

Find your gifts. Develope your gifts. Don't be an appendix.

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