Sometimes a change of perspective opens up our eyes to things that we miss. And we wish it had not taken so long.
As I laid in a hospital bed for three weeks, I observed a lot. Because of my injuries, I possessed limited independence . While it became frustrating in some ways, it was a blessing in others. Movement can become a means to an end and we miss seeing things in between the points. Being stuck in a bed in a room across from the nurses’ station gave me glimpses and sound bytes into the community of a hospital floor.
One thing that stuck out at me was the way the nurses operated as one body. While they each had assigned patients, they also depended on each other to fully care for everyone. For example, when I needed help being transferred to another bed or a lift up on my own, my nurse would seek out help from another.
I’m sure there existed squabbles and fatigue beneath the surface. They are humans. Yet, they know that their identity and role are part of a bigger picture. Watching that happen constantly amazed me. It required constantly yielding to self.
It reminds me of God’s design for community in general and in particular the body of Christ. What if the world saw that working itself out from every corner of the world? How can we be more attentive to the ways we can join together to be life givers? This is kingdom work. It can look like sharing resources/connections to get someone back on their feet financially. Coming together to provide child care opportunities for a parent who needs a break. Adding amplification to the voices of those marginalized in your community.
The “body” of the early church operated in such a way that people wanted in. May we each find our place in such a counter cultural revolution.
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