
The earliest documented source for this quote is Marco Antonio de Domini, who used it in his written work in the year 1617. It was since adopted, and used in a variety of settings, and has been thought to have originated by a number of other people like Rupertus Meldenius, Martin Luther, the Moravian Church, John Wesley, and many more.
I remember reading it for the first time in the early 90s while at Christ for the Nations in Dallas as an “RA” (Resident Assistant), a role for which I was exceedingly unqualified for. The quote was framed just left to my desk. This 19-year-old self would sit in an office twice weekly for a few hours and receive students who had been given citations for a variety of infractions, ranging from walking on the grass to being caught breaking curfew. RAs were endowed with the power to determine what consequences fellow classmates were to receive. Punishments ranged from peeling potatoes in the school cafeteria to having to clean student dorms.
I didn’t think much of the quote at the time. I was too busy rendering justice to think about its theological and philosophical depths. Over the years, however, I’ve come to acknowledge just how important it is in the life of the Christian, and how difficult it is to practice.
Everyone agrees that unity is important, and if everyone just got along, life would be sort of perfect, right? The issue, as I’ve discovered, is determining what exactly should be considered essential. If we’ve lived long enough, we’ll all have the battle scars. For the longest time, through most of my young adult life, actually, I pretty much packed everything I believed into the essentials category. This left me in fellowship with fewer and fewer people. Finding people who believe exactly the way you do is tricky business. If you’re unfortunate enough to find and journey with them for a season, you’ll find the world becomes a much smaller place as you identify with, know, and trust only those who drink from your particular stream. My mission, it seemed, was to convince a lost world and church to let go of their liberties and adopt my essentials as their own, drink from my stream. Then, and only then, might we enjoy true peace and friendship.
Eventually, slowly, and not without pain, I began to recognize my category of essentials was bloated and full of human-conjured, imperfect, or at least incomplete ideas. Living in another culture, among a diverse and disagreeing community of believers, has a way of shaking one’s Jenga pieces loose. Doctrines that shaped my understanding of God and my neighbor became less certain. As I began to see the perspective of another, listen not to formulate a response but to understand and learn, something radical began to take place… I was growing in liberty! As my essential category was more clearly refined and reduced, my capacity to hold space for the voice and opinions of another grew. When this took place, my world began to grow, friendship circles expanded, and hope emerged. It is a lonely place when your essentials for walking in unity require a certain uniformity. It’s how cults are formed, how communism eradicates the individual, and how human flourishing ceases.
In essentials, unity. What then are my essentials? I’m not sure what yours are, but my journey of faith has led me to embrace Jesus Christ as my ultimate and exclusive essential for deep, Christian community. Jesus’ life, his ministry, his teachings are what hold us together in unity. It’s a unity that pre-existed the church, a unity that is already in the Father, Son and Spirit. We are invited into this perfect union, a union that celebrates our unique distinctions from all nations, all languages and cultures, all political and ideological frames. We don’t need to agree, I believe, on points of doctrine to experience the unity that is in Jesus Christ. In fact, it’s in our liberty in the non-essentials outside of Jesus that demonstrate authentic Christian witness. We don’t need to be the same in order to be united; we are united by something far more meaningful than ideas. We are united in our humanity, are imago Dei, and faith in the God who sent the Son.
Lastly, even if we’re united in a belief in Jesus and possess somehow liberty in the non-essentials, without charity (love), we’ve missed the point entirely. When I look back at my RA days, confidently and sometimes mercilessly handing out punishments, I now understand why someone purchased and hung the framed quote on the wall. Without love, we can have all of the right answers, and yet miss the point of God’s coming in the first place. Undergirding all of our efforts towards a sense of Christian unity and diversity is the prime characteristic of love. When the lawyer came to test Jesus, he asked which was the greatest commandment. Jesus went for the heart, the inner life, and skipped the things we can do on our own. To love like God loves is to first experience it ourselves. As I read through history, I’m amazed at the harsh and even brutal ways so-called believers treated their fellow human beings. From many Dutch Calvinists during the slave trade in the West Indies, to the colonial evangelists toward the native American indians. The church, God’s people globally, are recognized by their capacity to centralize the Person of Jesus, experience His love personally, and give a broad and open arm of friendship to everyone, even their enemies.
In this way, through charity (where we get our english word for grace), we are lights in this world of division. We rise above arguments and place them in their proper non-essential categories. We ground ourselves in the love of God, experiencing it, then giving it away freely.
Is this not what we need today?







