I've Been Thinking About This…

I was reading through the blogs that I follow this morning and came upon this one from a friend in England – Mike Kendall, pastor of St Neots Evangelical Church in Cambridge – follow him here.

Poetry speaks in ways that prose doesn’t. Why is that? Is it the use of extravagant imagery? Is it the rhythm that strikes some chord? Is it the word-form that makes us focus more intently in a search for meaning? I have no idea – possibly all of them combined.

But this poem Mike quoted by Amy Carmichael spoke to me:

Amy Carmichael

Hast thou no scar?
No hidden scar on foot, or side, or hand?
I hear thee sung as mighty in the land;
I hear them hail thy bright, ascendant star.
Hast thou no scar?

Hast thou no wound?
Yet I was wounded by the archers; spent,
Leaned Me against a tree to die; and rent
By ravening beasts that compassed Me, I swooned.
Hast thou no wound?

No wound? No scar?
Yet, as the Master shall the servant be,
And piercèd are the feet that follow Me.
But thine are whole; can he have followed far
Who hast no wound or scar?
- Amy Carmichael, “No Scar?”

How many people grow to fame within the church and act as if they are perfect? We want to follow people who have no flaws – flaws are a sign of weakness; they tell us that you have problems, so who are you to lead us? So some leaders work hard to overcome any such limitations, while others simply try to cover them up. But the greatest of the leaders acknowledge them, shame or no shame; get help if they need it and get on with a life of obedience.

Having flaws as a leader is a two-fold gift: First, it forces you to realize that you are not perfect, no matter what your follows may say. Secondly, it forces you to remember that you must rely on Jesus for your victory. Thirdly, you are not alone – the Master Himself took on flaws in His desire to make us whole. (OK, that’s three-folds there. You’ll have to deal with it.)

But this doesn’t just apply to our church leaders. It applies to us and also to our fellow travelers. If He can bear and acknowledge that brokenness, then we must do no less. As people walk through the church doors and stay a while, we begin to assume that they are now all perfect.

“He’s been in church for 2 years,” we say. “How come he still gets drunk? He’s supposed to be ‘one of us’. Hasn’t he learned anything while he’s been here?”

We need to stop thinking about ourselves as healed and rather think of ourselves as healing. God isn’t finished with us yet.

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