The Body of Christ is a beautiful assembly of recreated ragamuffins. We are people who realized that we could not do this thing called life all on our own. We need one another; we need God. We are people who have made good on Christ’s grace-laden invitation. We are people who live and work in God’s Kingdom, in spite of ourselves. Only a ridiculously loving God would have – or could have - imagined and made real a body of people like this. We don’t deserve the Church, but we have it. Not only do we have it, but we also are it! We are the Church; we are the Body of Christ! Blemished as the Church is as a result of its composition (us), it shines beautiful because Christ made it so through his perfect life, ministry, death, and resurrection. The Church is, therefore, beautifully pure, in spite of the blemish we bring to it with our presence. It’s quite a picture. It’s remarkably beautiful, thanks to Christ Jesus. Jesus is the beautiful shepherd who gently herds us. We are his Church.
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