There’s a reason He called us His Body and not His Estate.”
That’s what Tib Pearson told me.
Tib with his Red Wing work boots and worn John Deere hat and hands weathered and etched like a greying cedar rail.
“A Body is connected with sinew and vein — and an estate is divided with fences and line.”
He said it with his hands, the way a man of the land does, and you could see how his hands knew rusted wire and gnarled barbs and how to free things caught in fences.
Lord, I want to be a free thing…
Jesus came to set me free
on some days I just feel like rusty wire is jabbing my skin
and gnarled barbs are pinning me down so I cant move
You made us your body -The body of Christ
and at times we act like we are not connected
to anyone or any thing
isolated mini rulers of our own lives
dis-unified and stagnant
stuck in our dis-function and defensiveness
But when set right, like an arm in a cast after a breaking
when connected by sinew and vein
the blood of Christ flowing freely between
is this not the Grace that we search for
People say Grace – it is unmerited favor!
what does that even mean to a generation
who feel as if they are entitled to everything?
They walk with the stench that it is the duty of the world
to favor them unceasingly. I wear this stench too.
like rotten pockets in my soul
But this is not grace … it is a spoiled view
true full out Jesus grace
connects us to other people
their lives the fertilizer of our souls
our weaknesses to bear with
their strengths for us to learn from
creating a garden of growth and togetherness
We become family and families take care of one another
share meals, love even through the tough stuff
We are connected by sinew and vein
with Life Blood flowing between us
We are not the Estate of Christ
we do not divide His inheritance
building fences and dividing lines
of what’s yours and what’s mine
But is that not how we live at times…..
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Thank you Kelly for stopping in!! I love how you write! I appreciate you kind words.
oh, this is good, Starla. so easy to give up when it gets rough. and it always does.
there have been times that i have not understood this message you share, and i have lived it very imperfectly, but even those times have been miraculously used for good, too. and that’s the beauty, i think, of what runs deeper than even the heartiest fence man can build – His purpose.
the way light pierces darkness and lovely rises from ash.
claiming that now as i set out in new directions, following the One who is Love.
thank you for a very thoughtful post.