the body of Christ is a beautiful and mysterious thing. it’s His bride-to-be, His “hands and feet” here on earth. what has amazed me most is the spiritual connection we all have as His members of His body; it’s something i really haven’t been able to comprehend. there are times when i can’t explain the heaviness on my heart for another, especially when it’s someone i can’t even claim to know personally…and yet the call to intercede is so powerful. in the past, i’ve tried to over-analyze it and drew many wrong conclusions as a result; but in the end, i quit trying to understand and just submitted to the Spirit’s movement in my heart.
we are all tied by unseen strings, a network of hearts tied to One…linked together by His love (1 john 4:11-12). we represent Him on earth as His children, as a family. we encourage, we discipline, we restore, we provide…we love. we love our brothers and sisters in Christ. our lives are all connected, united. we function together no matter where we are on this earth.
it wounds me when others try and divide with denominations and ethnicity and social status and personal struggles. humans are so ridiculous. with God, there is no partiality (romans 2:11), and His word is clear and convicting, “If someone says, ‘I love God,’ and hates his brother, he is a liar; for the one who does not love his brother whom he has seen, cannot love God whom he has not seen.” (1 john 4:20, nasb)
if we do not love our brothers and sisters in Christ, we don’t love God. i have known and seen the love of God through His people, and am thankful for those who are members His body. in other cases, i have to remember that God is the judge of the heart, and my task is to obey Him.
there have been times when all i can say is the name of the one i’m praying for over and over again. i’ve had to let go of that desire to know. i can’t know, but God knows. i trust.
i value this relationship. i treasure my connection with Him. with my family, seen and unseen.