We spend so much time, money and effort trying to make our decaying frame look less like the temporary shelter it’s intended to be and more like an eternal monument to beauty.
But try as we might, we are impotent against the forces that will eventually drag us to the grave.
What if, instead, I worked as diligently to exercise my inner woman as I do my too-generous bottom?
What if I poured truth and strength into my soul through the Word of God like I force-feed my tummy with smoothies and vitamins?
What if I decided that these brief moments left to me were too precious to waste on things that are destined for dust and I used them to invest in things of eternal value?
I’m not advocating gluttony or lazy living, but I am arguing that most of my time should be spent cultivating a beautiful soul rather than a beautiful body.
I’m looking forward to my new, perfect body-the one Jesus will give me when He restores and redeems everything this broken world has taken from me. Until then, I’ll put up with this one, and work on my soul.
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I’ve never had a child to lose….but I’ve lost a husband of thirty-six years, and later a dog of thirteen years that helped me to heal my loneliness and grief…I am able to move forward from my losses, and to accept that my body continues to age and fail me. I hope that my soul continues to expand and grow with the help of prayer..I want my soul to be ‘bigger’ than my physical self…Mostly I try to make everyone I interact with feel a little happier through small kindnesses and maybe bring a little laughter to someone’s day, everyday…Your article has helped me to maintain my fight to accept my wrinkles, gray hair, and that stubborn weight across my midsection…and I sincerely thank you for it.
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