What’s happening to the Church?

Am I the only one who asks this question on a daily basis? I’m sure not, because let’s face it…nothing’s changed. The same problems that exist now existed 300 years ago, and the same problems that were obvious 5 years ago will still be obvious in 50 years. So, what’s happening to the Church?

The “same as it ever was” mentality is extremely discouraging to me. If things haven’t changed for the better yet, what would make them change in my lifetime? Nothing. Because if you consider what, or rather who, makes up the church of Christ it makes perfect sense that it’s a blasted mess. The church is people. As is the case in most of life, the greatest asset to our translation is also the greatest victimizer to us—in this case, the previous description leads to the utter humanity of the situation. As long as imperfect humans sum up the church, it not only will not, but cannot be, perfect—or even acceptable, if you consider its root calling.

What does this tell us? Well, first and foremost it says how incredibly blessed we are to have the privilege of making up the body of Christ! He could have created a dictatorial state of living for us—after all, He has the right, since He created us. But instead, He let us be the earthly representation of His ears, arms, feet, fingers, and eyelashes. Under that humbling gift, what gives us the right to be self-righteous about our positions?

True, we are separately called to our own purposes—but those partial purposes can’t be fulfilled without the unity of the whole. When did we earn the right to start pointing fingers and pinning labels? What is the sight of the eye without the tear of compassion? What is the hearing of the ear without the heart of absorption? What are the arms without the conscious desire to reach out and touch?

We’re in a state. We always have been, and always will be. Under this fire-laden sun, there will never be a macroscopic unity. But this is no reason to lose hope.

If everyone could see the unity of our calling, there would be no need for faith. If all intentions could be grasped by any mind, there would be no need for sacrifice. If the world could see what we feel there would be no differentiation between love, and Perfect Love. The Body pulls together by nothing other than the moldable and magnetic substance that is the ever-driving, ever-inspiring Spirit of Jesus Christ. The day I implement that concept into my vision is the day that the church becomes real and living for me.

God knows exactly who I am in Him, and in my riddled mind I can’t even completely guess my insignificance without Him—but as often as I keep my heart open, and as often as I am being truly used, there could be no greater joy or honor.