We have all seen and admired the body of another... in pureness of heart and eye...we notice how strong, or fit, or trim, or athletic a persons structure is...and we admire it.
Well, during these last few days of being confined to bed... i have been admiring a body also...
the body of CHRIST.
There's this neat little channel called YouTube, that allows me to stream in, from all over the world Christian teachings, sermons, testimonies and prayers. I can even listen to dead folks preaching!
This has been a highlight of my concussioned state. Admittedly, i have slept through some of it...the sermons humming in the background as i doze on and off. But i always seem to wake up at a good point that reels my interest back in.
Thinking over the many, many You Tube videos i've viewed over the last many, many hours...or i should saw listened to, as viewing blows my concussioned mind even further...i am amazed.
Amazed at the wonderful, beautiful,strong, healthy body of CHRIST.
Here i have found brothers and sisters from across the globe preaching the NAME of my SAVIOR.
These saints i've viewed... have been from many nations, denominations, cultures, generations and backgrounds.
They run in different shapes and sizes. Vary in color and skin tone. Speak assorted languages as their primary tongue.
They are as diverse and individual in their presentation of the WORD, as their GOD was when HE created them.
And when you put them all together they form one wonderfully glorious body...of whom CHRIST is the head.
Now, by no means did i agree with everything i heard....or maybe i just did not understand...could be i lacked the knowledge..or simply wasn't ready for the revelation yet....i don't know.
What i do know is i would not allow the enemy to take up space in my bruised brain and cause more trauma. Hey, i'm supposed to be resting here! I followed the LORD's command in
1 Thessalonians 5:21-22.....
But examine everything carefully; hold fast to that which is good; abstain from every form of evil.
So i held fast in my hands... that which i knew was true and right and holy and i let the rest slip between my fingers... and fall at the foot of the CROSS... where the BLOOD of JESUS saturates the ground.
Where the life of CHRIST was poured out...
where the body of CHRIST was broken..
where salvation lived and died for each one of us.
And in the shadow of that CROSS...
under the flow of life giving BLOOD....
i joined in the dance of the redeemed...
with hands lifted high, free from controversy and division
and celebrated the great big, beautiful, wonderful...body of CHRIST!