Growing up, until I graduated high school, I was a dedicated athlete. Even when I chose to eat bad foods, I’d match it with extra exercise. When I quit pursuing sports to focus more on what God had called me to embody, I naively abandoned my health habits in the process. When I was running up and down a court and shooting baskets, the incentive to maintain my body rarely wavered. However, when the competition disappeared, so did the desire. I’d learn the hard way that the Commission of God on my life required me to be intentional about preserving my physicality and maintaining my energy.
Divorcing a consistent sleep schedule took a toll on my mind, as well; balancing school, a job, and a call to encouraging others amongst other developing endeavors, I’ve learned that you can’t properly honor God without investing in your health.
I fell into cycles of gluttony and laziness because I became negligent about what I fed my body. When those strongholds developed, Satan was able to operate other aspects of his agenda. Whenever I felt troubled on every side, I went to the pantry instead of the prayer closet. Whenever I was perplexed, I went to sleep instead of the secret place. I’d excuse the choice to not read my Bible because I was tired all of the time. My inability to handle everything on my plate wasn’t because God gave me too much, but because I didn’t properly keep myself up.
Not only that, but the spirit of infirmity and I seemed to schedule wrestling matches every month because of my weak immune system and my lack of nutrient intake. I knew what the Word said concerning sickness not being my portion, but I wasn’t reaping it. I was quick to blame the devil for everything. God eventually revealed to me that I wasn’t walking in the freedom His grace gave me. We abuse His grace by eating any type of way. We abuse His grace by staying up all night. There is a time for everything under the sun. It was necessary for me to start obeying the wisdom of God.
1 Corinthians 6:19-20 is a popular verse that’s written in context of lust and fornication. My body is a temple of the Holy Spirit. It’s no longer my own. Glorify God with my body. I was bought with a price. I meditated on those truths for a while and saw their association with every area of my life. I encourage you, reader, to pay attention to your physical health. My dad used to remind me all the time that we are spirit, soul, AND body. You won’t find a verse that instructs you to lift weights or run two miles a day; but, dissect my past disappointments and analyze the Truth’s behind my testimony. I saw Rod Parsley say the other day “If He’s not Lord OF all, He’s not Lord AT all.” Let that resonate in you. Take care of yourself.
Grace & Peace!