Wow, it's been a while since I posted on here. *dusts off cobwebs* Uhm...yeah. That isn't supposed to happen. I'll try to be more consistent with this. Like, for real.
So today was the first year of the state-mandated ACT for 11th graders. It was awful. First I had to get to school an hour and a half earlier, which means leaving at a corresponding time. I appreciate sleep very much, so this was no small struggle for me. Then I had to walk to the third floor of my school and sit in a room for five hours staring at multiple choice questions that I hardly knew any of the answers to in hopes that my score would be acceptable to colleges (or at least to the few who still accept the ACT...if anyone does...). It wasn't fun.
There were perhaps only three good things about the test. First, it was free. That's always a good thing. Second, I got free chips and juice. Also always a good thing. I like juice. The third good thing was what God revealed to me while I was supposed to be taking the science portion.
God has called us all to health. And I mean that in the most obvious and intricate of ways. He has called, in the intricate category, for every cell in our bodies to be functioning properly and in accordance with His will. That means no cancer, no heart disease, no cold or flu. It means alignment with Him. And I'm pretty sure God doesn't get sick.
In the obvious sense, God has called us to observable physical health. And I say this carefully: God has called us to a healthy weight.
I know this probably isn't a surprise; if health is what He wants, that would include our weight. But can I get an amen when I say that size zero isn't everyone's healthy weight? Healthy weights focus on health, not appearance. Not everyone is meant to be a size three or four, but I don't think everyone is meant to be a size thirty either. (I speak in women's sizes. Sorry males. I have no idea how you guys size your clothings.)
So God told me, while I was "testing" that health is not something that just happens to you. I'm not talking about miraculous healing or anything- that absolutely can happen to you. But I mean health as in a state of being. A state of wellness. That means a healthy weight, healthy mind, healthy relationship.
If we look at those three things, I am one-third healthy. I (think that I) have a healthy mind. But other than that, it's kind of a loss. And so, very humbly, I told God I was fed up. I was fed up with not being healthy physically and fed up with not having a healthy consistent relationship with Him. And then He gave me ideas. You know, because he's cool like that.
•Eat more salad. (He told me four salads a week, but I don't know how much salad you eat. He also knows that I enjoy salad. A lot.)
•Eat less snacks, and chew gum instead. (This is because I am orally fixated, meaning I have an almost constant desire to chew on something. Oral fixations usually lead to smokers and overweight people. Smokers don't chew on the cigarettes, I think, but there's still something in their mouths. So it works. And food is self-explanatory. You want to chew. You can chew food. Therefore, food goes into the mouth. Nom noms equals weight gain.)
•Walk more. (Not like, park further away from the mall, though that would work too, but actually purpose to walk a certain distance at a certain time.)
•Don't eat sweets so much. (Because sugar isn't good either.)
•I'm sure you've heard this before: shop around the outside of the store, only venturing into the heavily processed middle when you absolutely have to.
Do you not know that your bodies are temples 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 bodies.
(1 Cor 6:19-20, NIV)
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