What is this expression,
Just what does it mean?
The Body of Christ…the Body of Christ,
With the natural eye…it cannot be seen.
Are all Believers to conform,
Into a “pattern” to fit?
And, who fashions this pattern,
And, who get the benefits?
‘Tis not our Father’s way,
For He’s not made us all the same;
He’s made provision for diversification,
And, that’s the reason why He came.
Each of us are so very different,
Only IN Christ can we be ONE;
He is the center of our existence,
From the Christ…we have sprung.
But, you say, “We are so different,
Nobody quite like me”;
And, that is how Father planned it all,
For He likes variety.
This way…not one above the other,
No hierarchy here;
For we all need one another,
With Christ…Head of the Body…’tis clear.
Without the Head…what would the Body do,
What decisions would it make?
Too self-centered…I am sure,
And, Father’s will…forsake.
Well…………I could aspire,
Strive to reach the top;
Have many followers…trailing behind,
And, with a sweep of His hand…I’d drop.
There is one Head of the Body,
And, it surely is not me;
Sometimes we forget that…though,
But, we remember on bended knee.
Many have been brought low,
When they had become puffed-up;
‘Tis not a pretty thing to see,
By the eye of the Spirit…close-up.
So, let’s remember the Head of the Body,
Christ Jesus paid the price to be there;
And, wherever He has placed us,
Let’s be thankful we’re under His care.
Not puffed-up…not arrogant,
Functioning as He has planned;
A hand, a foot…a little toe,
Just happy we’re part of His plan!
Nov. 27, 2002
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