Here’s my fairly literal translation of these verses:
4For, just as we have many members in one body, and all the members do not have the same function, 5thus we the many are one body in Christ and, as to each, members of one another..
One last thing I want to note. As I’ve studied through the Bible, one thing I’ve often noted is the fractals. The Bible is literally full of them, and, in fact, life itself is predominantly fractal. A fractal is basically a repeating pattern. The pattern can repeat itself a hundred million times and on a hundred million scales, but it is always the same pattern. I’ve always thought a tree is the best example. The way they grow and branch is itself a repeating pattern, a fractal. A trunk branches out into limbs and the limbs themselves branch and branch and branch. Same pattern right down to the smallest twigs. No two branches look exactly the same, but yet it’s the same pattern.
The same is true of families. A man marries a woman, they have children, and what do you see? The children “look like” their parents – not exactly the same, yet you see a pattern. How often have you seen families where that “look” has been passed down literally for generations? Also, say a man and a woman have four children -- what do those children do? Each finds a spouse, marries, and has children – generation after generation. And what do we call that? A family tree. And why? Because it is a repeating pattern – again, a fractal.
What does that have to do with this passage?
The Body of Christ is a fractal. On earth, Jesus had a body. His head was the head and guided that body. Here I am today and all my Christian life I’ve understood that He is the Lord, the Boss. We often encourage each other with the thought that we believers are the hands and feet of Jesus. Based on passages like this one in Romans, we can expand our perspective to say that is true, but it is more than that. Each of us individually is in fact the Body of Christ. He is my own personal Head and, as a believer, perfection for me (and you) is what? To be like Jesus. To let Him be my thoughts, my desires, to be the One who guides my eyes, my mouth, my hands, my feet. He is the Head and I am His Body.
Yet, “where two or three are gathered,” what can we say? We are the Body of Christ. We. We become not three bodies of Christ. Together we are the Body of Christ, singular. We are His Church. We may not be organized into what someone would call a “church,” but we are The Church. At work, we few believers, the Jesus-lovers, are together His Body there in that office or factory. Love for Him binds us together in love for each other. We see admonitions in the Bible like, “Do good to all men, especially those of the household of faith” (Eph. 6:10). Fellow believers are special to us. One reason why is precisely because we together are the Body of Christ. We become together literally the Body of Christ, His Church there in our workplace – and as we say, perhaps we (together) may be the only Jesus some of those people will ever know.
Yet that pattern doesn’t stop there. When we organize ourselves into a church, what are we? The Body of Christ. Are we now a different Body of Christ? No. We simply are the Body of Christ. Same fractal logic. Here again, I myself am the Body of Christ in this world. Even gathering with only a couple other believers, we are the Body of Christ. Organized together into a church, the entire group (of believers) is the Body of Christ.
I inserted the “(of believers)” because this whole study clarifies something super important in my mind. I’ll try to explain. One thing that has from the beginning been a painful observation to me was to see people in my “church” who certainly gave no evidence of genuine salvation. I came into salvation imagining that “going to church” would mean worshiping with other people who love Jesus – that everyone in my “church” would be a Christian. Wow was that hopelessly naïve! Instead, I fear the vast majority were, as we say, just “playing church.” Real believers have always been like the proverbial “rare as hen’s teeth.” You’d think Jesus might have said something like, “The gate is small and way is narrow, and few are they that find it!”
Where this Body business really helps me then is in realizing that even in a church, The Church is still only the true believers. As Jesus also said, “Let the tares grow with the wheat until the Harvest.” There will always be tares among the wheat. I don’t need to let that bother me anymore, just knowing that my church isn’t necessarily The Church. And it’s The Church that is my treasure. For now, it actually feels good to allow myself to see the others as “seekers.” There may be, in my church, people who are not really saved (and don’t act like it), but they are certainly in the right place! I can love those people and try to always show them the love of Jesus in hopes He may open their eyes.
And, of course, I’m not the Judge anyway. There are those people who seem to clearly be Jesus-people, then those people who seem not to be, and a whole spectrum in between. The truth is, I can’t say 100% where anyone fits in. Only the Lord searches the hearts. Really, no matter who it is, Jesus just wants me to love them all every way I can, then let Him do His grace work in their hearts. I find that distinction – between “my church” and “The Church” – very helpful and encouraging. I go to my church to gather together with His Church and within His Church together be the Body of Christ.
What’s crazy though is realizing that the fractal, the pattern, doesn’t stop there. Our pastor recently used the phrase “the Church of Ottawa.” All my life, I would have resisted that phrase, thinking, “Not all the churches in Ottawa are real churches!” That may be the case, but all of the believers – in whatever church they attend – are His Church, His Body in the City of Ottawa. Once again, I don’t necessarily have to worry about which are which, just know they’re there and together we do form one single Body – all of us believers in the same community. Then we can go on and speak of His Church, His Body in northern Illinois, or in America, or in the world. Then there are those who have already gone to heaven. ALL of us form together His Body.
We see the fractal as it repeats itself from beginning to end. At no point are we ever “bodies” of Christ. We are members of The Body, singular, starting with Jesus Himself and running right out into eternity! And then, of course, we note: What is that pattern? What is this fractal, this pattern that repeats itself in so many ways? The pattern is Jesus Himself!
“From Him and through Him and to Him are all things!”
Hmmm. I suppose, if we had the eyes to see, we’d probably realize that everywhere we look, everything we see, everything that is…is Jesus! We’d see His face, His pattern, in everything.
Well, until I “…buy from Jesus” His salve for my blind eyes (Rev. 3:18), I’ll have to be content to learn to “see” His Body, His Church in this world. A church is not The Church – we believers are The Church, wherever and in whatever numbers He chooses to place us together!
That is cool.