I watched a caterpillar for an unreasonable amount of time last week.
In comparison to the nearby family of salamanders, her pace was ponderous.
But also in comparison to the family of salamanders, her pace was smooth.
She was always moving, caterpillaring toward an invisible goal.
Upon closer inspection, though, her smooth movement was betrayed.
There were always some legs standing perfectly still while others labored.
Only a portion of her body - never the whole thing - moved at any given time.
Some legs powered her, some received power through tension, others providing brakes.
And a thought: “Such it is with the body of Christ.”
We are the caterpillar, not the salamander. Progressing, but rarely quickly.
What if every pastor’s frustration is part of how our Head moves His body?
What if we were never meant to all move at the same time?
Some weak and some strong.
Some moving and others waiting to move.
Some have the time for much ministry and others need to sleep more.
Some sing loudly while others just need to listen.
Some counsel and others receive gratefully.
Some pray deeply and faithfully; others are barely hanging on to faith.
Some are close to our Savior, holding tightly to those in danger of drifting away.
Some day, those pouring out will be poured into. Those being filled will be tipped into others.
Such it is with the body of Christ, beautiful in her progress toward her invisible goal.