The other day I was cutting potatoes, and the knife slipped and cut my finger. I screamed and jumped, and grabbed a paper towel to put pressure on it to stop the bleeding. Once I thought I would live, I decided to go back to cutting potatoes (I don’t learn lessons very easily). I thought I was being careful. But no, slip, cut. again. Other finger. Worse. Oh dear. I’m an idiot. Screamed, jumped, grabbed paper towel. Quit cutting potatoes.
You’re welcome for not posting the immediate pictures. Yes, I took them. This is the world we live in.
Anyway, I’m right-handed, and the cuts were on my left hand, so I was pretty sure I’d live, and not be too inconvenienced. Nope. Wrong. It’s amazing what you can learn about a part of your body when it’s injured! People say that about toes all the time, how you don’t think about how important they are until you hurt one. Well, this week, I learned how important the upper part of my left index finger is! And I learned by accidentally using it to loop my finger in a water bottle hook. OW! Trying to take off items of clothing! OW! And and assortment of other activities, none of which I can remember right now, which is why I probably shouldn’t blog.
Anyway, it got me thinking all spiritually… How we are the body of Christ. How each member is important. It reminded me that when someone is hurting, the body suffers. We all hurt together. It also made me think about how we forget that other people are hurting. I kept forgetting my finger hurt until I tried to use it. Then, OW. Dangit. I forgot again!
Don’t we do that with people? Don’t I do that with people? I forget they are hurting. I live in my great big ME world that declares I’m the only person who hurts. But no, we all hurt.
So this week, my super-not-awesome
potato cutting finger cutting incident reminded me that we are all in this together. We are all working for the same goal, to honor and glorify God, to show the light of Jesus to the world, and to be part of the reconciliation plan God has for this broken world. But in all of that, people are hurting. People in our own body are hurting.
Do you know what the rest of my body did when I would remember that my finger was hurting? My right hand took over. My other fingers jumped in. My thumb learned new responsibilities. Heeeey, guess what? If we realize people in the body of Christ are hurting, we have the opportunity to step in, to serve, to minister, to encourage, and to learn to do new things we’ve never done before.
So yeah, my finger still hurts really badly. I kind of wonder if I needed a couple stitches. But I’m glad God used it to remind me of Himself, and of the body of Christ. And my purpose here. ❤ Lord, help me to remember that other people are hurting.