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“For even as the body is one and yet has many members, and all the members of the body, though they are many, are one body, so also is Christ.”  1 Cor. 12:12.

I am connective tissue.

Have you read that verse and wondered what you are? Many years ago, I heard a sermon about where we fit in the body.  My pastor had a thick East Texas accent, think Ross Perot, and a way of spinning a tale that really hit home.

“If the whole body were an eye, where would the hearing be? If the whole were hearing, where would the sense of smell be? But now God has placed the members, each one of them, in the body, just as He desired.” 1 Cor 12:17-18

“Now imagine that God says, ‘You’re gonna be a toe.’ And you say, ‘But I wanna be an eye.’ And you go ‘round and ‘round, and finally, God says, ‘Fine. You can be an eye.  But all you’re ever gonna see is the inside of a shoe.’”

That has stuck with me for three decades.  Just imagine – a naked eyeball, stuck to a smelly sock inside of a dirty shoe.  I asked the Lord to tell me where I belonged in His body.  I don’t know about you, but He does more showing than telling in my life.  As I’ve walked with Him over the years, He’s shown me that I have a passion for making connections.

All kinds of connections – with people, with ideas, people to ideas, the past to the present – you name it, I want to connect it.  And then one day it hit me. I am connective tissue. 

It’s not as glamorous as an eye or a mouth, but it’s who God made me to be, and I love it. This blog will be all about making connections.  Come with me, and we’ll put things together!