I Am A Temple

You say, “I am allowed to do anything” — but not everything is good for you. And even though “I am allowed to do anything,” I must not become a slave to anything. Don’t you realize your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you and was given to you by God? You do not belong to yourself, for God bought you with a high price. So you must honor God with your body.

1 Corinthians 6:12, 19-20

Thanksgiving weekend, we had a birthday party for my Great Aunt Lillian. She’s 102. Thanks to my Aunt Mattie, there was way more delicious cake there than I needed to eat, but I did have my fair share. My food choices that weekend started me thinking (again) about my family history and how I’m caring for my body.

Aunt Lillian

My husband and I went to get Aunt Lillian for Thanksgiving dinner. She still lives alone and uses a walker to get around. Sometimes the going is slow. We ate dinner at my cousin’s home and there is no way to enter without climbing a few steps.

Jamal and I questioned how we would get her in the house. Aunt Lillian apparently didn’t have those same concerns. She walked up those steps as spry as anyone half her age.

That’s when reality hit me hard. I must take better care of this temple God has given me.

Aunt Lillian has three living siblings. They are 97, 93, and 90. My grandmother was her sister and she died at 93. My mother is 77 and I am 55.

If the Lord wills, I might be around for a good, long while.

As I took stock that day of my temple’s current situation, here’s what I discovered. The weight I had kept off was creeping back above my acceptable limit. My knees were beginning to hurt again. scaleCholesterol and blood pressure numbers were climbing into the unhealthy range. I had not been in a regular workout routine in over a year. Things had to change and soon.

But, this time I wanted to find a way to make being healthy a permanent part of my life. There needed to be a reason that would keep me moving in the right direction. One that would motivate me even when I didn’t feel like working out or eating right. I needed to find my why. That reason that would compel me to keep front of mind that my body is the place where Holy Spirit resides.

God has assigned each of us work to do for his Kingdom. We get to make an impact for Him with those we see each day. That’s what we are called to do. Our reward in eternity for discipling His people is to hear God say, “Well done my good and faithful servant!” That is my why!

Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God – this is your true and proper worship. Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is – his good, pleasing and perfect will.

Romans 12:1-2

Now, you may be thinking you’ve let too much time go by or too many pounds accumulate. But it’s never too late to take better care of your temple. God can supernaturally multiply your efforts. His Word says we can be confident that the good work he began in us will be completed.

Our temple is never too far gone that God cannot take our efforts to improve and make us into what He intended from the beginning. Let’s do our part and let God do the rest.

Because you are what God says that you are!  And you can do it. 

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Hey there friend! Andrea McCaskey here. I believe everything happens for a reason, life is meant to be lived in relationship with others and there is beauty to be found everywhere if we look. I am a friend of God, wife of Jamal and mother of Brandon and Madison.

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