Thursday, January 18, 2018

Sacred



The Epistle for this past Sunday, January 14, was from First Corinthians.  The section read included this verse:  Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God, and that you are not your own (6:19)?

That verse gave me pause.  A temple is sacred.  This verse tells me I am sacred, and the Holy Spirit resides in me.

I continued my reflection.  A temple is to be well taken care of.  The God we believe in, worship, follow is a Triune God, and He made us Triune beings—physical, mental and spiritual.  If I am a temple of the Holy Spirit, in order to take good care of this temple, I need to take care of myself in these three areas.  For today, I’ll just reflect on the physical aspect of myself.

The medical industry tells me I need to rest properly, avoid dangerous situations, exercise and provide my body with proper nourishment.  That’s the way God made me—I need food in order for my body to function properly.  But nowhere in the New Testament did He tell me any foods are forbidden (yes, food rules were given to the Israelites).  He did place within me an appestat, which lets me know when I am hungry and when I am full just as the gas gauge in my car tells me when to fill the tank and when I don’t need to.

I love Scripture, for it contains guidelines for living, and it tells me that going beyond full is not good for me.  The medical industry agrees.  Too much going beyond full can cause obesity; medicine has published a long list of diseases/illnesses to which obesity can contribute.  Sometimes it’s hard not to overeat; what I am eating may be delicious, or I may have been too hungry when I began to eat and consequently overeat.

Jesus was fully divine and fully human.  I seriously doubt He ever overate, but He experienced all human feelings, so He understands when I goof up and overeat.  He just loves me and is right beside me to pick me up and help me get back on track to take loving care of this Temple God created and perhaps listen better to my appestat the next time I eat.

                                                                                                                        Sharon Witty

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