Posts Tagged ‘Body of Christ’

Physicals, Spirituals And Such

October 3, 2013 6 comments

Yesterday I woke and followed my normal routine.  I did this and I did that.  I did a few whats and such.  I took a shower and made the bed.  However, there was one thing that I didn’t do.

I didn’t eat breakfast.

Why?  Before I went to work yesterday I went to the doctor and had my annual physical.  I guess I’m getting to that age where I need to go every year and make sure that everything is working properly.  That wasn’t my main motivation, though.  To keep my insurance costs as low as possible, my health insurance requires me to do certain things.  One of the options is to get the yearly checkup.

The doc did most of the normal things.  He listened to my heart and lungs.  He looked down my throat and felt around my neck.  He poked and prodded a few places and that’s all I’ll say about that.

One thought that struck me after I left was this:  why don’t we get a yearly spiritual checkup?  I’m not sure how it would work, but I think it would be a great idea if we sat down one on one with someone like our pastor just to find out where we stand spiritually.  It might help us:

  • Find out if our hearts have hardened or if they are growing softer in the Lord
  • Gauge whether we are hot, cold or lukewarm in our relationship with the Lord
  • Find out how connected we are in the Body of Christ
  • Determine if we have eyes to see and ears to hear
  • Find out if we have any spiritual hernias that need to be fixed

I’m sure there are other areas where a spiritual checkup could help us.

What do you think of the idea of a annual spiritual checkup? 

Fight For Unity

February 7, 2012 7 comments

In the 1960’s, while running for governor of California, Ronald Reagan subscribed to what became known as the 11th Commandment.  This commandment stated that “Thous shall not speak ill of any fellow Republican.”  This philosophy seemed to work out well for President Reagan.

Unfortunately, the same doesn’t seem to happen in the Church.

I don’t know about you or my fellow bloggers, but there seems to be a growing trend on Twitter  and the blogosphere.

I know this because  I’ve been guilty of this in the past.

It seems like rather than unity in the Body of Christ, there are fractures.

There is something that I would like to see more of.

I want to see a fight for unity.

Don’t get me wrong.  I know it can’t happen every single time.  I know there are some lines that have to be drawn.  We can’t always be in total unity with everyone.

The problem is that I continue to see more and more folks who want to focus on what they disagree with others about.  What I see is that some consider some things essential that aren’t truly essential in the faith.

In Ephesians 4, Paul encourages his readers to “be diligent to preserve the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.”  He says to do this “with humility and gentleness.”  I think we see what the problem is in this section of scripture.

I think there is a lack of humility.

I think pride is the problem.

I think we get our pride all worked up in these situations.  I think we want to get our soapbox and let some brother or sister have it.  We want to prove to them that we are right and they are wrong.

We fight with each other instead of fighting for the important things that unite us.

Let’s stop it brothers and sisters.

You disagree with someone?  Fine.  Promote what you believe.  Make a strong case for what is important to you. Convince us of what you believe.  Don’t tear down that guy or gal for what they believe.  Trust that the Lord is in control and that what He is for will win out.  I’ll respect you a lot more.

Have you noticed this trend of late?  Are you fighting for unity or just looking for a fight?

For Crying @TamaraOutLoud

November 8, 2011 13 comments

Tamara Lunardo, of Tamara Out Loud fame, recently put out a call for folks to send submissions to guest post over at her blog recently.  If you don’t know Tamara, follow her on Twitter, like her Facebook page, or read her blog, check it out.  However, I will caution you to be careful if you are uptight or easily offended.  What she writes is honest and her style won’t sit well with many normal church-going folks.  So you’ve been warned.

I quickly hammered out a piece and sent to her.  I sat back and waited to hear from her.  And waited.  And waited.  On Friday, she sent out notifications to all of us who submitted our pieces to her.  How did I fare?

I was rejected.  Told no.  You know, the “Thank you for submitting.  I can’t use it now.”  kind of email.  How did I react?

I could have reacted several different ways.  I could have been upset.  I could have been angry.  Instead, this was my reaction.

Relief.  A big “Schwewwwww!!!!”  I felt like I dodged a bullet.

On Saturday, I messed with Tamara for an hour or so about not being selected.  I told her that I was going to write this post.  I think she worried about it for a while.  She may still be worried as I write this, for all I know.  She shouldn’t be.

I need to thank her.

You see, Tamara, without realizing it, taught me some great lessons through this process.  Let me share them.


The post that I sent her was not my best work.  The post was blah.  It was boring.  It didn’t fit what she wanted.  It contained a thought that I had been mulling over, but it was really just filler.  I should have taken my time and spent more time before I sent it to her.  I rushed it.


The post that I sent her didn’t have it.  Passion, that is.  It didn’t have any heart.  It didn’t have, quite honestly, me in it.  Not that having me is important.  But anyone could have written what I wrote.  It didn’t contain one of the things that I think make blogs great.  It didn’t have the heart, soul and passion of the writer.  It didn’t have me in it.


The piece I wrote was about empowerment.  I had been wanting to write a post about empowerment.  That’s what I did.  And it stunk.  Almost immediately, I regretted sending it to her.  I quickly began plotting what this post would be like when she did not choose my original.

Tamara empowered a bunch of people, including me,  to write guest post submissions.  She empowered other bloggers to be creative.  She empowered me, by not choosing my post, to write this one.

When it comes down to it, Tamara taught me to not write generic posts.  She taught me to write with my own passion.  She empowered me to do better.  This is what I think the body of Christ does.  It stimulates each other to love.  It stimulates each other to good deeds.  It stimulates each other to better blogging.

For crying @TamaraOutLoud, Thanks!!!!  Thank you, Tamara Lunardo.

Has anyone ever rejected you resulting in something positive?

My Wrong Picture Of The Church

August 7, 2011 1 comment

I have gone to church, basically, all of my life.  Recently while reviewing my life and thinking about my almost 43 years of church attendance, I realized that I have had a wrong view of church for almost the entire time.

When I was a  kid it was a place where I had to wear itchy clothes and stiff shoes that hurt my feet.  I had to sit there for a tortuous hour (two if you counted Sunday School) until I got to go home and have fun the rest of the day.

As a teenager, it was a place where I was made to feel guilty for, well, sometimes just for being a teenager it seemed.

As a young adult, it became a place where I tried to earn God’s favor by working for him.  After all, by then I was married and living a moral life.  I got to work for God in all sorts of ways that would “make Him happy.”

Even after I came to salvation (how’s that for a nice “churchy” phrase?) I don’t think my view was right.

I still viewed it simply as a place to go learn about God and Christ.  I still saw it simply as a place to do things for the Lord.  I saw it as a place where I got to go worship God through His Son.

Here’s what I didn’t see church as.

The Bride of Christ, a bride that Christ died for so that the members of the Bride could live.

A creation of Christ that the gates of hell will not prevail against.

A fellowship where God’s grace is displayed through the relationships of those who gather together.

The Body of Christ where I am one member and must depend on all of the other members to operate.

A place to love and practice love and display love and even be loved.

A place where people care me and others about despite all of our faults and foibles.

There’s much more that I probably can’t think of right now.  Those are just a few.  I’m learning this a little every day.  And eventually my wrong view of church will be gone.

What about you?  Do yo or have you ever had a wrong view of church?