It has been the week from hell.
One of those weeks were nothing works but the “whine” button.
One of those weeks where you want someone to hang a sign from your neck that says ‘Don’t touch/broken”.
In the midst of this week that was handcrafted by the evil one, I was called on to chauffeur my mom to her final appointment at the local orthopedic center.
She has had a total knee replacement and this was her last visit before the doctor signs off on the new leg.
Sitting in the lobby with my imaginary sign on to ward off evil spirits and real people, I noted something obvious.
Everyone here was obviously broken.
They were only here because they were broken.
They were also well aware of their brokenness.
They were in casts of various sizes and locations, were in wheel chairs, or were walking with canes and walkers.
The ones who were not obviously broken were here to assist those who were.
The expectation was that if you were here, you were broken.
No one expected the broken ones to function as if they weren’t.
No one was critical of the broken ones being broken…the very notion of that would have been absurd.
Everyone was simply trying to help someone else receive healing or be healed themselves.
Everyone was waiting to see the doctor with the expectation that the doctor could fix that which was broken.
It was quite simply, the fellowship of the broken.
You know where I’m going with this…that too should be obvious by now.
Wouldn’t it be great if our churches functioned with the same understanding and expectations;
that we all are broken,
that we know we’re broken,
that some of our brokenness is hidden,
that our expectations of each other should be based on the fact that we are broken,
that we are here to help the broken and receive healing for our own brokenness,
that being broken means that some things don’t function properly,
that we are truly a fellowship of the broken.
We ‘re all just here to see the Great Physician.
That’s the easy application…
To take it a step farther…what if we viewed everyone in social media this way…as part of the fellowship of the broken?
Everyone at work?
Everyone at the grocery store?
Everyone in our home?
That..would be a bit tougher…but maybe more people would end up with us at the Doctors office.
Make your own application…