It Looks Good, But What Does it Do?
Organization…. that word either strikes awe or fear. For the person that is highly organized, they cannot live where there is little order and great spontaneity. For the free-spirited individual, organization is a synonym of imprisonment. One’s car, office, and home quickly demonstrate which side of the fence one lives. Where there is a lack of desire to be organized, the clutter and “stacks” indicate that one is comfortable with stuff everywhere. Whereas, the organizer is sometimes too proficient, they can make a person feel uncomfortable just being present in a perfectly straight and spotless room and vice versa.
Organization is not an evil. Everything God made has order. He did not make the universe to wander aimlessly in any function. There is order in the rotation of the earth, the orbit of the earth around the sun, and the location of the stars in the heavens. Our bodies work consistently daily unless we are ill. Because of that consistency, a physician knows the normal signs of health in a human body. When there are variances, it is easy (most of the time) to diagnose the problem. We live with organized laws continually in the world around us that we don’t even consider. Thank God for the laws of gravity, centrifugal force, centripetal force, and the clear design by which light and sound work flawlessly.
Our lives are ordered with such habitual detail that we only occasionally have variance in our daily routine. Most of us rise about the same time, prepare to look our best as we depart for school or a job, eat about the same time daily, get home each evening within the same range of time, exercise (for most of us), and sleep about the same number of hours nightly.
But, the failure of organized living is when the “form” takes precedent over function. Church and Christian living can too often be highly regimented in its meetings, giving, ministries, and programs. But if we only measure the “form” by how many were present, we have lost sight of the purpose. We should be doing self-introspection daily…Who did I help? Who did I tell about the LORD? Who did I encourage? Who did I call or send a note of condolence, sympathy, or well-wishes for a speedy recovery from a surgery or weakness? Did I spend any time in prayer “personally” and/or with my spouse and family?
In his book Harvest of Humanity, John Seamands told this story: “A German soldier was wounded. He was ordered to go to the military hospital for treatment. When he arrived at the large and imposing building, he saw two doors, one marked, ‘For the slightly wounded,’ and the other, ‘For the seriously wounded.'”
“He entered through the first door and found himself going down a long hall. At the end of it were two more doors, one marked, ‘For officers’, and the other, ‘For non-officers.’ He entered through the latter and found himself going down another long hall. At the end of it were two more doors, one marked, ‘For party members’ and the other, ‘For non-party members.’ He took the second door, and when he opened it he found himself out on the street.”
“When the soldier returned home, his mother asked him, ‘How did you get along at the hospital?’ ‘Well, Mother,’ he replied, ‘to tell the truth, the people there didn’t do anything for me, but you ought to see the tremendous organization they have!'” (Copied).