“You should know that your body is a temple for the Holy Spirit who is in you. You have received the Holy Spirit from God. So you do not belong to yourselves, because you were bought by God for a price. So honor God with your bodies.” – 1 Corinthians 6:19-20
I have plenty of energy today, but for a couple weeks my body has had energy (due to exercise, walking and a healthy diet) but the painter within me has been out of paint. I have struggled with grieving, feeling alone, wanting alone time, anger, frustration, disappointment, spiritual fatigue. It wasn’t one single incident that caused but a myriad of little ones upon big ones. And this was compounded by the fact that though I have been praying, I have not been reading my Bible as much to listen. This quiet slipping of the supply chain was not allowing the paint to be refilled and I was in very short supply. So, suffice it to say, even painters rely completely on their refilling of paint in order to do their craft. So, the lesson here is that all of us require fuel to perform, a medium to do our craft, food to grow, and this is true for our spirits and souls as well as our bodies. The two have different needs, and when one is healthy, the other may not be and that one is invisible until it gets bad enough to takeover the physical. So, the message is clear and poignant. Refill your paint regularly, daily through prayer AND reading the Bible and you will be a successful painter. Recharge your spiritual batteries or you will run out of power and rely on the much weaker physical body to get you there. The spirit, when refreshed, is the strength as God intended it to be. Our relationship with the Supplier of strength gives us strength. The enemy and my ego actively fight this very simple principle. We must be wiser than their trick is and buckle down to the reality of our need for God. A painter is only great as long as they have access to paint. 🙂
I have certain people in my life I limit interaction with because of little maybe even unknown or u realized attacks or jabs they take at me regularly. These things matter. If someone always calls you clumsy, you tend to be clumsy around them. If they think and expect good of you, you tend to rise to that. If they expect crazy or bad from you, you tend to fall to that mark. The company we keep matters. We should involve ourselves with encouraging each other. This is what the body of Christ is supposed to look like. It is how we best live and function together. We reach our greatest potential when we are supported in the cause of Christ.
I am from a largish family. I don’t mean quantity, really. We are all with biggish tendencies, adipose blessed, I prefer to call it. I am a short person, so although the numbers on the scale seem just about right for someone my age, that is only really true were about 5-6 inches taller. And to top it off, I have given birth to two children and am now in peri-menopause. All that being said, I have to edit my body from time to time as I edit my books or songs in order to be sure I am presenting them in the best light. I am afraid that I have had the light off too long and thus am once again in edit mode. So, editing my body consists of my continued brisk morning half hour walk. And to add fuel to the fodder, I am doing an intestinal cleanse for 7 days. It is the old fashioned kind with raw fruits and veggies, etc. And of course truck loads of water. So, here we go in edit mode. I must be a good steward of the body God designed for me as well as the other blessings placed in my care. Why? Because it is nice. And because I want to be an appreciative soul and not a whiner. The world has way too many of those right now. Also, if I were to take great care in making something for someone, I would be so sad if they just trampled it under foot. I certainly don’t want to be a cause of sadness to God who made me that way. Even if I think He may have been a little too generous with my adipose blessing, I will smile and do the work of editing to present everything He gave me as a reflection of my respect for His work. Then when we are all in heaven, I will just smile proudly that the troublesome adipose layer is discarded for good in favor of blissful freedom of the soul. 🙂
The perfect you is the one God made. He made you on purpose with great thought as to what qualities would make you unique and effective in the trade He gifted you with. Every hair on your head is numbered and placed by Him at birth and kept track of throughout your life. God knew how you would turn out and every awkward moment on your way to doing so. He gave you just the right guardian angels to protect you in every harmful situation until now and will continue until you go be with Him (provided you have called upon His Son in prayer for salvation) after this life is done. God cares about your happiness and wants you to let Him care for you and trust Him to handle all the problems you face. He, the God of the universe, wants to adopt you and befriend you. When you mourn, He longs to comfort you. He wants you to have peace and enjoyment in life with Him leading your way. He loves you. You are perfect to Him and very precious. When we compare our perfection to other people’s perfection, we can become envious of their gifts and forget our own, leading to insecurity and sadness and discontentedness. It is like telling God He screwed up and did bad work. When you criticize yourself, you criticize Him. When you hate on your body, you are declaring God’s craftsmanship to be flawed. Does God screw up? Does God commit flaws? The answer is of course no. So, we must allow Him to have done perfect work when He made you. And you must then celebrate His workmanship by taking care of it and thanking Him for it. We must not play the role of spoiled selfish children that pout and throw temper tantrums or sulk when things aren’t perfect in our own eyes. We must trust that perfect eyes know better than our imperfect ones. What a horrible and imbalanced world we would live in were we all alike and had the same gifts and characteristics! I think we should love and celebrate God and His workmanship and thank Him for all His blessings, which are many. Be the perfect you He made. This would be a great gift to Him. 🙂