I Corinthians 12:14-20, 26
14Now the body is not made up of one part but of many. 15If the foot should say, “Because I am not a hand, I do not belong to the body,” it would not for that reason cease to be part of the body. 16And if the ear should say, “Because I am not an eye, I do not belong to the body,” it would not for that reason cease to be part of the body. 17If the whole body were an eye, where would the sense of hearing be? If the whole body were an ear, where would the sense of smell be? 18But in fact God has arranged the parts in the body, every one of them, just as he wanted them to be. 19If they were all one part, where would the body be? 20As it is, there are many parts, but one body . . 26If one part suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honored, every part rejoices with it..
Today I want to talk to you about your pinky toe—actually my wife’s pinky toe.
My wife has a habit of breaking her pinky toe. It seems that about every two years my wife will kick her foot on the bed, on a toy, on a curb, or on something else that she didn’t see and break her toe. I always know when she’s done it. It always starts with a loud banging noise followed by my wife’s reaction. Now, my wife was raised with three brothers in the mountains of Upper East Tennessee, so—if she were so inclined—she could swear for about three minutes without repeating herself, but—since she’s not so inclined—she just groans.
I always feel so bad, that she feels so bad.
I’ve never broken my little toe, but I know it hurts, because I’ve seen what it does to my wife. When she breaks her pinky toe, she can’t walk. It hurts to put even the smallest amount of weight on her foot, so, for a couple of days, she has to hop around on one leg if she wants to get around. It hurts to put on a sock, and a shoe feels like an instrument of torture.
My wife does not need to be convinced that her pinky toe is important. It may be a small part of the body, but it is definitely an important part of the body.
Every part of the body is important.
Which is why I love Phil so much.
Phil is a faithful servant at Journey Christian Church. He is one of the first people at church on most Sunday mornings, he opens the church building whenever someone needs to get in, he routinely locks the church up after events, he helps wherever and whenever we need him. I’m so grateful for Phil and can’t imagine Journey without him. He may not feel significant, but he is very important to Journey, to Jesus, and to me.
The Church is a body and every part of the Church is important.
Apparently, some of the members of the church in Corinth were not convinced that some of the other members were an important part of their church, so the Apostle Paul reminds them that every single part of the body, although different, is important. He also reminds them that, in a healthy body, the parts share both pain and joy.
In a healthy church there’s a place for the mouths—those who speak words of inspiration, healing, and encouragement.
In a healthy church there’s a place for the hands—those who touch the hurting, serve the needy, and point the way to God.
In a healthy church there’s a place for the arms—those who hold the tired, protect the vulnerable, and lift the downcast.
In a healthy church there’s a place for the legs—those who stand up for truth and righteousness.
In a healthy church there’s a place for the feet—those who take the message of hope and salvation to everyone everywhere.
In a healthy church body there’s a place for every part, because every part of the body is important.
In a healthy church body there’s even a place for pinky toes like me and Phil.
©2016 Arron Chambers