Recently, or should I say, yet once again, God has been compressing my heart toward getting into shape. My perpetual joke is that around the age of 29 my metabolism decided it had enough and broke up with me, leaving me for some lean, mean, fighting machine of a 19 year old I'm sure.
The thing about your body is that the Scriptures tell us that as followers of Christ, we are His holy temple. In the Old Testament, God resided in the temple. His address was there, and the temple was the place you came to meet with Him. In the new covenant of the New Testament, God's place of residence is in His people. We are His address. As one preacher said, "You can choose whether or not you want to go to church on Sunday, but you have no choice for worship. You worship by how you live every day, 24/7, because Christ lives in you."
So my prayer is that God will recalibrate my mind to realize that even what I eat is an act of worship. That doesn't mean that I can't eat a piece of cheesecake, for I am certain that God loves cheesecake. It's not just about what I eat, and it's certainly not about body-worship (some fitness freaks run close to that line for sure). It's about recognizing that I do have a responsibility to present myself, to the best of my ability, as a bodily sacrifice to the Lord. Not to compare my biceps to another man - but to work to present my body ... physically ... to the Lord as an act of worship because He has taken up residence there.
What I eat, what I let my eyes fix upon, what I say, even what I think ... is in one form or another ... an act of worship presented to God at the altar of my heart.
Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body. - 1 Corinthians 6:19-20
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